The world is a cruel place. People are selfish, they care about themselves, they think they are superior to everyone. What does it take to show a little compassion? How hard is it to be kind? Kind towards strangers, kind towards your family. Have you ever felt that you are stuck in a wrong world? Like you see only few people who think like you, and the rest of the world is just heartless and ruthless! You don't fit in, you can't normalize their behavior because it's unacceptable to you. I live with people who apparently are my family members, it's like a joint family kind of situation. But they hate us. They hate my parents. They get pleasure by upsetting us/irritating us. And that's the worst kind of people, someone who takes pleasure out of other's misery! Let's rewind a little bit. My grandparents had two kids - My father and my uncle. From a young age, there was a discrimination among them as my father has hearing ability by birth and was considered slow. While my uncle was smart and good at academics. Eventually it was made to believe that my uncle is the capable son because he became a Doctor while my father was the mediocre one. My version of the story is not based on what stories I have heard through others, it's based on my judgement on what I have witnessed. I spent 5 years with my grandparents, living with them under the same roof. My grandfather was fair, but my grandmother was not. She was biased towards my uncle. I think when you become an adult you are responsible for the treatment you receive basis what you sow. But it was not the case with my uncle and his family. He and her wife are selfish, they never cared for my grandparents. Every action was calculated and was done for the society or to reap some motives. They never helped my grandparents financially or emotionally. My parents on the other hand moved to live with them as they were aging (last 4 years of their life). They always helped them financially when we were not living with them (again this is based on some factual proofs I have seen). Anyway, my grandparents passed away and it started a battle of who gets what. The fight was ugly and I am so unfortunate to witness the fight. Among 4 grandkids I get to be the unlucky one. The other 3 get to hear some version of this story. I guess, my uncle and aunt were expecting us to bend down as that's what everyone has ever done with them. What's theirs and their territory was always exclusive and what was ours was accessible to all. Thinking this, we became adamant to keep the entire portion where our grandparents lived, and instead offered them the portion we got constructed. It didn't go very well but it was accepted by them. Of course what we didn't planned was what comes next. Every square of land, every item possessed by my grandparents was equally divided. It was done, we thought it's fair only and expected both families to be civilized after 'batwara' . You can win every battle with fairness with dignity we thought. You can but you don't! What followed was some sick mind games, some stubbornness and bucket full of hatred. Of ignoring each other on their face to doing petty things. Of telling untrue stories about us. Of playing with the fact that we are emotionally weak and we are not imprudent. How do they get way from this? Where is Karma! and how do they sleep at night? What superpowers they have that makes them not guilty of all the wrongs they do to people (or their own family?). It makes me sick. Fairness always win? I am sure they think their version is righteous. Then is it that our interpretation of things are wrong? Who is the judge? And do we really need a judge? Do we need to stay calm and believe that what we are doing is right and Karma will take care of things? Why do bad things happen to good people? How do you stop yourself from not giving hate back the hate you receive? How do you display calmness against hate? How long can you ignore all this and not let it affect your mental health?