Our threshold for offense is becoming low.

What sets a human apart from the rest of the species is cooperation and helping others. We are not the strongest or the fastest of the species but we are certainly the smartest lot on planet earth and that's what takes us at the top of the food chain.

We are the most dangerous of predators not only because of the tools that we have created but also because of the innate quality of being resilient. However, in todays world, people get offended at the drop of a hat. It seems like everyone is seeking to find a reason to be offended. Is it because earlier, we ourselves were endorsing the need to be more sensitive. And then people got confused, as they thought being sensitive meant you have to get offended easily. I think being sensitive is more related to you being considerate to others. You being thoughtful of others. Your paying attention to the needs and comforts of others. And if you are sensitive to others you can never be offensive to them.

Why is there a need to be politically correct all the time? Just so that people cannot bear the truth. Many times you cannot speak your mind as you are afraid it can affect your relationship with the person. But then I ask is the relationship of any value if it's based on pleasing the person even if he or she is wrong.

Be it any society, patriarchal or not, regressive or progressive, there will be people who will like or not like what you say. Your job is to not let it affect you in a negative way. Why would you give the naysayers an opportunity to win. They would want you to react and that is definitely not worth your time. The way we handle the trolls or criticism is important. If we let everything affect us, it will shake our confidence. Always hear out what others have to say. If it makes sense to you and is not offered to poke fun at you, then you can take it or else treat rest as crap and move on.

To withstand the relentless and unfavourable conditions and to recover quickly without affecting our mojo is important. The grit and resolve that we show will shape our future generations. To leave a legacy which is duck soup was never the plan! Cheers!

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