Everyday people speak about people, they make their own judgements, theories and even what some call representations. With all this clarity and systematic approach, in the midst of being intelligent about another where does the understanding go?
Without the need to be nice or even invite another into one's space, is there really any scope ever for profound conversations without the need to understand another. And even if the conversation stirs, why is it that so many people try to arrive at a closing point for a discussion or make up their minds even before the conversation has begun. With so much change, and even the need to bring new flowers in my home every week as the old ones die how is there really a conclusion to a thread which goes on even after part of it has died or is over and now only a part of history. Wait, only.. isn't anything which once existed still present because it has its own mark on time.
And if we are able to really detach ourselves from a situation, person or thing aren't we opening the doors to allowing it to breathe without the need to capture its essence into what we as human beings consider right.
Today whilst speaking about the subaltern and their voice I realized that everybody has a voice. Sometimes it's not heard, not felt and even not a direct relationship with what one terms as the other. Yet it exists in the actions one takes and the beliefs one has created through life whether through upbringing, experiences and even taking responsibility to change one's beliefs with time. So perhaps the other has no voice as they don't have the platform one expects them to have, yet they definitely have their own voice in the way they have lived and continue to live their lives intentionally, socially and even physically whether one begins to take the time to understand and place oneself in their shoes or not.
“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view — until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.” --Atticus - To Kill a Mockingbird.
Without the need to be nice or even invite another into one's space, is there really any scope ever for profound conversations without the need to understand another. And even if the conversation stirs, why is it that so many people try to arrive at a closing point for a discussion or make up their minds even before the conversation has begun. With so much change, and even the need to bring new flowers in my home every week as the old ones die how is there really a conclusion to a thread which goes on even after part of it has died or is over and now only a part of history. Wait, only.. isn't anything which once existed still present because it has its own mark on time.
And if we are able to really detach ourselves from a situation, person or thing aren't we opening the doors to allowing it to breathe without the need to capture its essence into what we as human beings consider right.
Today whilst speaking about the subaltern and their voice I realized that everybody has a voice. Sometimes it's not heard, not felt and even not a direct relationship with what one terms as the other. Yet it exists in the actions one takes and the beliefs one has created through life whether through upbringing, experiences and even taking responsibility to change one's beliefs with time. So perhaps the other has no voice as they don't have the platform one expects them to have, yet they definitely have their own voice in the way they have lived and continue to live their lives intentionally, socially and even physically whether one begins to take the time to understand and place oneself in their shoes or not.
“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view — until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.” --Atticus - To Kill a Mockingbird.
