What colour is your sky?

We all who grow up with families are influenced first hand by their views, perspectives, opinions and prejudices. We don’t form any opinions without knowing about the world around us and we learn about it from our parents. Our first impressions of other people, things, politics and communities is based on what our parents said, or how they reacted to certain situations.

Subconsciously, their love and hate towards someone or something is transferred to us while we continue growing and living with them. If they feel a certain way about other communities or political parties, we are likely to feel the same way till we are able to understand enough to unlearn and form new opinions or strengthen what they’ve taught us.

Separating right from wrong may be a grey area for a lot of us, because defying inherent conditioning is an uphill battle for most of us.

It doesn’t mean it’s not possible, it doesn’t mean change is a lost hope; as we expand our knowledge universe with the advent of technology and exposure to a wider range of views. As we grow, it is our responsibility to separate inhibitions and prejudices from reality and humanitarian thought processes.

Politics is another such aspect we don’t or haven’t paid enough attention to until we came of age to vote. Even then, most voters go with the family and friends alignment. We have lived in a democracy thinking politics is a “muddy space” or it doesn’t affect us directly. But in reality, every political action affects us in more ways than we realise. Whether it’s the infrastructure, communal differences, traffic situations, law and order, development and progressive reinforcement along with the media and news we consume. Politics affects every part of our life including our social conversations today.

While I lived with my parents, my political alignment was a blurred line; while my ideals and principles made me centre aligned, the influence conditioned me to the Right. This was so subconscious, I barely even noticed it myself. Every argument I was involved in, I defended the Right with a pinch of criticism for extremism. Two years ago, when I moved out, I steered clear of any political conversation completely. I felt lost without the opinionated guidance of conversations at home, I didn’t know where I stood.

A few months down the line, my mind was able to free up that coloured space and form individual opinions. It was able to unlearn and redefine right from wrong with no ambiguity or self doubt. I know where I want to be, I know what I want to learn and what to ignore. I decide what enrages me, what bothers me, when it comes to the politics I’m exposed to.

These couple of years have now put me on the opposite side of the spectrum from my parents, and we respect the other’s stand. But we debate, we debate passionately and ferociously sometimes on things we truly believe in – what we see as right vs wrong.

Yet it leaves me boggled with questions, if I can’t separate an accused artiste from their art, because the artiste is the art; then in today’s situation of this country can we really separate the person from their opinions on government actions? Can we live in this ideal situation of respecting opposing views that lie on the bases of wrong and inhumane?

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