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Navin

Dani, this is great stuff, keep writing, lets not loose these stories and wisdom! Why not make this a bigger project?

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Tatashri

An age of entitlement. We live in an age of entitlement. The further away each generation gets from the "difficulties" of the prior one, and the more we encourage Amerikaner individualism and "pursuit of choice and self expression" the more we complicate our own lives. I was at a cafe today, with some friends. It was hard enough navigating each of their "preferences" (they are all urban hyperconsumers, conditioned to enjoy the short walks, ample cafes, and myriad tastes of NYC and SF) and princess syndromes, and all these become critical while looking for places to eat, or destinations to hit up. Wait for a table? No way! Everything must be instant, and perfect. One of the gals ordered a hot chocolate, and by the time I got to the front of the line, I forgot what she wanted, and just got a cup of tea instead. Its only when I got back to the table that I realised I had muddled up, but she did not skip a beat. We were there to hang out as friends, not to indulge specific princess preferences... she just let it slide, and I heaved a sigh of relief. I sometimes feel like everyone (in the west) should be sent to Cambodia or Ethiopia for 6 months to have their "I, Me, Mine" comfort-entitled princess nature beaten out of them in the last year of college, with a 2 week refresher course every 3 years. This is especially necessary for investment bankers, consultants and other varieties of predatory uberkapitalists.

Call me a princess regulator :)

twinga

Hey princess regulator :) Thanks so much for the comment! Turns out: I just was at my grandmother's yesterday - which makes me realize how much time has passed since my last post. Anyways ... I also had dinner at a new Indian place yesterday. The waiter wsa from Calcutta and he told me how strange he found it to sit on the train to Munich (he goes to school in Munich) everyday and see all the depressed and stressed out faces. He said most of those people don't seem to know what a comfortable life they lead. Well... thing is, you are right: we all need refresher courses every once in a while. This guy also made me sad: He said he misses his family a lot. There are 31 one of them and they celebrated Diwali without him. The Western response to this would have been "Well, be glad, how awful, all the family broohaha..." I'm thinking - might not be so bad after all. Have a great day!!

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