The highest freedom comes when you realise that you are nothing special. You are just another child, just another mom, just another wife, just another sister or brother, aunt or uncle, colleague, boss, friend, just another wanna be, just another struggling human on this planet, just another person fighting the battle of health, wealth, hopes, dreams, fears, fat and death. That you and all around you everyone is carrying the curse of uniqueness and the blessing of ordinariness. In that humbling realisation you come to terms with yourself as you are. And, that is what one sees in the mirror, no ?
- Srividya Srinivasan
