When I grow up, I want to be famous.
When I grow up, I want to be rich.
When I grow up, I want to be powerful.
Being asked what you want to be when you grow up is not an uncommon question for children to be asked. These innocent minds have yet to experience how cruel the world can be so naively answered with doctor, nurse, superstar or astronaut. Yet if these children knew they may be caring for innocent young people's lives whose worlds have come crashing down because of a cowardly attack in the name of religion, would they still want the job?
From the day we are born, success, fame, money and power are engrained within our minds as the foundations for a happy and fulfilling life. As if nothing else matters. But let me ask you one question...
Who do you remember in your life fondly with the most undefinable feelings of warmth? The people who were kindest to you I bet.