We human beings really are self-centered. Our life revolves around ourselves, our needs and our problems. Our problems are the BIGGEST problems, everything else is trivial. Even though, we may emphatise and sympathise, end of the day it’s us we’re concerned about. Isn’t it true, that even when we do sympathise somewhere in the corner of our minds it’s the thought of what if this happened to us?
Yesterday, I saw this man and a woman, both in wheelchairs, both their legs amputated, and I was jolted. I actually felt like I might faint. They were sitting there with flowers and key chains and little trinkets to sell. Imagine, we complain about not being able to do this or that, not being able to fulfill this dream and that dream. Can we even comprehend what it must be like to not be able to walk on our two feet? To never do simple things, which we take for granted all the time, like take a stroll in the park, dance with joy, just maybe walk to our own room?!
The saddest thing is that eventually this feeling will fade away and once again MY problems will become the biggest! And that makes me feel disgusted by myself!
