An anecdotal piece about the social strata you are born into

 We, humans, are not independent in any way. This is quite obvious since from the time of birth to death we need someone to take care of us, what is quite interesting is that at the beginning and the end physically we need essential assistance in between to an extent we are independent excluding nutrition, we heavily rely on nature or we rely on our food relying on nature! In no sense are we independent that is to be accepted, conceptualizing humans as self-sufficient beings are nothing but a Platonian school of thought. The family you are born into undoubtedly plays a herculean role in the formation of your psyche, the reality of existence of a person born into underprivileged strata can be diametrically opposite to a person born into the rich elite. The former's eyes are pried open to see the world for what it is,  I might not be wrong in saying their level of maturity is four or five steps ahead of people coming from other stratas, the process of turning sweat into food is something they see everyday I guess, the truth I may not know but to an extent calculated deduction helps in giving a perspective. Witnessing the constant struggle their parents go through a fire is lit in them to get to a better place financially, and the quintessential burning desire to strive ahead is gifted to them. 

On the other hand, the rich elite are living in a gilded cage which is in a huge bubble that one day hopefully will burst, the perfect example of this can be the story of Gauthama Buddha, a royal prince who was carefully shaded from reality to try to make sure the prophecy of him turning into a great king be a reality instead of him being a sage. No matter how hard you try to shield yourself from the harsh reality be it intentionally or otherwise it is simply impossible. Those coming under this category see objects as objects, and people as innocent people, their childlike innocence is preserved till they get a taste of reality. Food comes to the table cooked by Michelin star chefs, TVs are flat OLED screens panning 77 inches or bigger, any form of entertainment is at their fingertips, and a phone is just a device to be used and disposed of, in a sense, they are pretty objective and in my opinion, it is a good thing to have under your belt. All these luxuries are their normal, which is quite nice if you are in that position who doesn't like being filthy rich, always better to crying in a Maybach than a wretched Sukuzi, all day any day. 

Myself being somewhere in the middle got a mix of both, can it be called a sweet spot I can't say, I knew money was something precious but I did not know the pain and effort needed to turn sweat into money, neither did I know that caste, religion [a huge role in the Indian society], gender, sexuality and several other factors played a considerable role in your perception by the "people". I didn't know there was global poverty and food shortages in Africa, wars still being waged across the globe. My world was attending medical conferences with parents, going to family get-togethers, having great food at five star hotels, holidays in foreign countries, drowning in novels, comics and magazines, fooling around with my maternal uncle who introduced me to video games, watching movies, flying RC helicopters and crashing them definitely not intentionally, playing cowboy with NERF guns, playing video games at cousin's place and lastly but most importantly drowning in art and music. That was the gilded cage I was in and to some, it is my bubble, my comfort zone, my heaven, I feel everyone has something or the other of this sort they unknowingly lay the foundation of this in their childhood, floors and levels are built with each passing day, the construction is complete once they kick the bucket OR when they transcend to a higher state.

What I am coming to is that one day or the other all of us will be exposed to reality, which is a good thing by all means, where the problem is that when we are exposed to such sensitive information all at once our course of action to deal with the cards we have been dealt with can be a bit cumbersome. Most of us are unable to process the absurdity of life, the mere fact knowing that you may not wake up after going to bed, you never know when is the last time you are seeing a person, the question of who cares about you, comprehending the fact you WILL die ALONE, knowing your life relatively is in your hands, you may never be loved, you may never connect with another to your expected level, inability to fulfil expectations which are possible with your potential but due to internal, external or other known or unknown factors it isn't possible, whether your mother will come back home after driving to work in a five-year-old car which is literally breaking down, "father" commuting in the most affordable car whose brakes are non-existent, the question of returning after pillion riding with "pro riders". All these questions and their answers are probably endless, have I planted the seed of anxiety in your head? If so I apologize this is just a peek inside my head, this is not even scratching the surface I've dealt with all these every second I am wake. The only solace for me is gaming, listening to music, writing, reading books, discovering bands, and spending time with a handful of people.

What I am coming to is that the method of coping with this eye-opening can go several ways, the first one being the absolute rejection of it, not accepting it and believing their reality is in fact the actual one and they will live according to it. The second one is they accept the reality and don't wish to be reminded of the absurdity they are placed in, to achieve this they turn to substance. By substance don't confine it to stuff being rolled and smoked, injected or snorted, by substance I mean anything used to divert the conscious mind from being aware of reality or in other words psychosis, it can range from binge-watching TV shows, binge eating food, chain-smoking cigarettes, unhealthy amount of exercise, drowning in art to an unhealthy extent. Then we have the warriors who see the world for what it is and sees things for what they are in constant process of trying to figure out how to play their cards right and what moves to make to reach their desired goal and we have a word for these warriors they are people having GAD General Anxiety Disorder is the title given us, it is seen as a disorder, just WOW. Allegedly the only way to overcome this "awakened" state is by living in the moment that is easier said than done if you come under the warrior category, inevitably you will dethrone your warrior status and live in the moment course there will be times you'll have warrior status but it too shall pass..................eventually when you kick the bucket XD.

Godspeed