Growing up, we’ve always felt proud of something. A possession. An inheritance. A talent.
We’ve all been the Kareena Kapoor from Kabhi Khusi Kabhi Gum in our own subtle way. Or in an outrageously similar way.
The pride, fuelled by the society’s idea of what constitutes good-to-have, has grown with us.
More than the happiness that buying or possessing something, it is the pride associated with having it before someone else.
It’s normal. Part of human nature. Even the animals. Perhaps.
Our cravings are a result of immitating the same pride on display in others. It is the feeling of replicating that feat that pushes our cravings. In a way, we are after the ‘defined acheivements’ that can introduce us to that feeling.
Over time, we end up managing to acheive a few of these. Even naturally we are blessed with a few of them. We don’t differentiate in feeling proud either way. It doesn’t matter how they come, as long as they are coming our way. Right?
But the problem is- Nothing’s permanent. It all changes. It all fades away. They all get shattered. To pieces-big and small.
What’s worse is, being proud of those very things becomes the reason for this. At least in our head. And in others, too.
You look back on what you had then. And what you don’t have now and a dozen ‘Why’s’ fly around your head.
Without answers, of course.