One thing that strikes me as very odd is how some people, irrespective of age and experience, can’t seem to understand that at the end of the day, ‘to each, their own.’
Let me explain.
Ever since I was a little kid, I have had a love for fantasy. I’ve loved romance. And the best of all, when these two genres came together.
Whether it was a novel I read when I was 12, or one I read recently, I more often that, absolutely love the story if it was one of these genres and as long as it had a nice ending that I explained. For me, books and movies are an escape from reality. They have always been a way for me to distract myself for a little time, enjoy myself in a new world and then come back to reality with a peaceful mind and the strength to face my problems.
But here’s the catch.
What I just explained, that is exactly what books and movies represent to ‘ME’. And no point of time have I expected this to be true for someone else. Neither have I expected it nor have I demanded it.
And if I can understand that when people are different, their opinions are too, I have never understood why others can’t.
Unfortunately, our world is full of people who have gotten into a habit of enforcing their will upon others.
When my parents forced me to go to dance lessons when I was a kid, I regretted it. I wished they’d stop forcing me to do what they wanted me to. And I wished they’d let me just sit at home watching TV. But it took me growing up to realize that they stopped forcing me and I fell in love with dancing as soon as they knew that I was making my decisions practically and objectively. So yes, I realized that my parents had never been enforcing their will on me. Rather, they were making sure that I had whichever option I wanted when I grew up.
However, here’s my problem.
A while back, I was talking to a group of friends about a novel that I absolutely loved. I was telling them why I had liked it and why I thought they should give it a try. And all of sudden, one of them took a very opposite stance. I spent the next hour irritated because my friend was trying to prove to me that I was wrong about the novel. For a bit in the beginning when we were exchanging points, I enjoyed the conversation. I actually loved my friend’s input and his views. It gave me a new perspective into the book. The sad part was when he stopped exchanging ideas and rather began attempting to force me to accept his opinion.
I think I’ve sort of explained my point.
In a world as diverse as ours, we are each a different person entitled to our own opinions. It is important to always remember that what might be true for you, might not be true for me. And it is your maturity to understand that this gives both of us a chance to get a wider, different and new perspective into the matter, rather than jump to the conclusion that we have met an enemy.
This is true irrespective of whether we’re speaking about novels, movies, political views, religion or whatever topic you can think of.
Remember, ‘To each, their own!’