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๐€๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ง๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ?




We are all deeply aware of the injustices we have faced. Maybe youโ€™ve been overlooked for a promotion because of office politics. Maybe your ideas were dismissed because someone else had a louder voice. Perhaps youโ€™ve been unfairly judged based on your gender, caste, or background. Or look at even more mundane events: waiting in a never-ending queue at the RTO, dealing with unfair bosses, or even that one time your chai was overpriced at a tourist spot. We ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’ those injustices deeply. These experiences sting, and they shape how we see the world.

But hereโ€™s a tough question: Have we ever paused to reflect on the injustices that have ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ us? The ones from which we have ๐›๐ž๐ง๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐?

Letโ€™s take a few everyday examples:

ย ๐„๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ž โ€“ If you're reading this post in English, chances are you have had access to opportunities that many others havenโ€™t. In India, fluency in English can mean the difference between securing a high-paying job and struggling to make ends meet. But should access to a good life be determined by something as arbitrary as the opportunity to learn a language? For a person who has not had the privilege of learning in English, we are the beneficiaries of the injustice. We as beneficiaries donโ€™t give it a thought.

ย ๐‚๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž & ๐’๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ฌ โ€“ Even if we do not discriminate personally, we may have unknowingly benefitted from a system where our surname, family connections, or school alumni network opened doors for us that remained closed for others. A small advantage in the beginning snowballs into a lifetime of opportunities. For the person who did not have the above, we are the beneficiaries of injustice. But we are blissfully unaware of it.

ย ๐†๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ & ๐Œ๐จ๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ โ€“ Men in our society often take for granted the ability to walk down a street at night, travel alone without fear, or have their career ambitions supported by family. Many women, on the other hand, must navigate a world filled with restrictions and silent dangers. The benefits of the injustice hardly cross the mind of the beneficiaries.

ย ๐„๐ง๐ฏ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐š๐๐ฏ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž โ€“ All of us living in cities and urban areas generate mounds of garbage every day and these are transported to landfills outside our area of living and dumped around other villages. We have benefitted from what those villages would perceive as an injustice. We on the other hand assume our privilege.

This is not about guilt. It is about awareness. When we only see the injustices we have suffered, we risk falling into a victim mindset that makes us bitter and defensive. But when we also recognize the injustices from which we have benefitted, we cultivate humility, empathy, and a more balanced perspective. So, hereโ€™s an invitation: Instead of only fighting against the unfairness we face, letโ€™s also acknowledge where we have had an unfair ๐’‚๐’…๐’—๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’†. It makes us feel less bitter and keeps us grounded.


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