I felt so good when he took me for a drive. The comfort of the seats, one can go to sleep, they were as good as the couch at my home. I appreciated the car and my brother for his choice of brand, car, color etc. Felt so good. And jealous as soon as I stepped down.
He told me everything about the car being a status symbol. Then we talked about the drink things (I do not drink alcohol, so I believe people who do, are below me. Everybody has some point to praise himself). He has a lot of money and so he knows much about status and big things. We had a long discussion on the matter(I was in listening mode mostly). I learned a lot of things that day.
But somehow he(unintentionally) made me feel lower in status( or it may be my own cultivated inferiority). I felt like earning a lot of money that very day and buy a bigger car!!!
But as things (practicality) settled down in me, I started finding reasons to justify for not doing so.
Now when I tink about my thoughts, I wonder what was that for??
Why do not I accept the fact that I can't spend that much of money?
Why do I want to buy a car just because my cousin did?
Maybe I wanted to sound like him too. I do not want to be what I am, but I want to be what he is.
What does a big car actually give me?
Comfort!!!! Or just the satisfaction on the road that I am not driving a lesser pricey hatchback.
Why do I want all such things? Just to feel above a few more people. Or to look down upon a lot more people.
I want the people around me to listen to me when I talk about status. I want them to feel that I am different. I want them to feel that I am higher.
Maybe all of us want to look different from others, but the irony is: We are a part of the crowd.
The crowd which we want to look down upon. The crowd in which everybody wants to look different, but yet wants to live in the crowd. It is us who have created the crowd. It is us who have created the thinking. Its US who want to look different.
Its us who have decided the criteria for high or low. And all of us are following that.
How similar do all of us think! After all we are the crowd. We've grown in this crowd.
Then why can't we simply behave likea group and not crowd? Why can't we respect each others differences? Why can't we teach ourselves to respect each other? Why can't we stop deriving the pleasure from being looked above?
Why can't we be different and still be the same!
