Saturday, 14 September 2013

Honor Your Difference.

I never think about it before sleeping so I wonder why it keeps appearing in my dreams every now and then, or maybe it is because it occurs to me in real life is why I keep dreaming about it? No, I don’t think so, because I have always told myself I will never let my emotions and expectations lead my decisions because I might end up making the wrong impression or better still make the wrong the wrong judgment. This has haunted me for quite a while now but always having it under control I think has yielded me some encouragement enough to motivate myself and maybe you who feels the same way I do.
There are several questions I would like to ask which might just stem down to make a single point at the end.
First of all, there is always this reference to how/why ‘all fingers are not the same’; I wonder how many of us consider this before criticizing a person. ‘All our fingers are not the same’ as they say simply means we are all different, why then must someone who falls short of your expectations or way of life be seen as inferior and therefore be discriminated against or labeled awkward?
Why must somebody who does not watch your kind of movies or listen to your kind of music be tagged irresponsible or criminal? Perhaps what is the essence of all that anyway? Whatever your kind of music does for you, know that the other person is also driven by such an inspiration rule over.
Why must somebody who does not dress like you or dresses to suit your pleasure be seen as undisciplined? Think about all that.
            Why would you have to humiliate everyone who is a little bit different putting so much pressure on people who are trying to be stress free, and robbing people of their creativity and passion?
Why am I asking these many questions? We are all different, and be darn proud of the fact that you are different as long as you have the desire to better yourself. We all are like the fingers, we are not the same and we will never be the same. Don’t be too quick to judge us by the way we look or how we dress.
                                                                                      Pius Kudamo.



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