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The Critics

Some words can have a significant impact on our lives. The irony is the person utterly the word might not mean it. However, criticism has been an inevitable part of every individual's life. Some people have learned the art of handling it; some have become silent victims of it. If the criticism is for the better good, I should have conquered the world by now. I am not an enemy of criticism, both positive and negative. In fact, it has helped me groom my life and also taught me ignorance. There is a small line between feedback and criticism. A feedback aids in the positive growth of the person. A critique ripples the emotional well being of a person. I have always wondered why people criticise others for things they have no control. Why do people criticise others? Is it because they care for the people? Probably not or maybe as much as they portray it to be. It is because they want to express an opinion, irrespective of its impact. Humans are an equal combination of good and evil. Civilisations have taught us to suppress the lesser right to sustain in a social setting. However, when we feel superior in a gathering, our inner demons gives us the power to lash our thoughts without restraint. We are not cruel or insensitive by nature. But we are too immersed into ourselves to understand the impact. The next time we have the urge to criticise someone lets take a deep breath and ignore the feelings.

P.S. This article is only for people who criticise friends and families. It does not stop us from expressing our views on the social happenings

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