Who Gets Dignity in a Transactional Society?

In a world governed by transactions, intent is rarely neutral.

We live in the world Adam Smith described.

This theory was meant for markets and economics. The tragedy is how society misuses it for personal power, not business exchange.

One of the most haunting applications of Adam Smith’s The Wealth of Nations appears in the Bollywood film Pink. This is where Adam Smith’s idea of self-interest is used to justify social control.

In a world distorted by transactional thinking, three innocent women are reduced to commodities—their presence in a pub falsely interpreted as an implicit contract. Their dignity is questioned, their character maligned, and their humanity erased. What should have been ordinary freedom is twisted into an economic judgment of worth, revealing how self-interest—when separated from ethics—mutates into entitlement.

This is Adam Smith’s theory stripped of ethics and applied where it never belonged.

Viewed through this same distorted lens, a single, unmarried woman like me often stands on the oppressed side of the equation—especially in the corporate world—where opportunities are framed as favours, rights are mistaken for benevolence, and dignity becomes conditional. The Wealth of Nations, meant to protect autonomy, is instead turned into a tool of control.

That is my lived reality.

Death does not take away people from us ; they live with us in the form of values and ethics.
Last week tested me in ways I never imagined.
I had my bank asking me to pay at least one home loan EMI—not as a courtesy, but as a condition to postpone legal proceedings. 
I rarely seek financial help from society. Because, Independence unsettles society. Despite this, I tried reaching out. Most doors stayed closed. Because, vulnerability frightens society even more.  

The court  has special concern for DEI,  so iam safe.

And yet—I will rise. 
But because resilience, when forged in adversity, becomes power.
This phase will not define me.
It will refine me.
I will rise—clear-eyed, grounded, and unafraid.

As long as society fears its vulnerable members, it will create more “Rajvirs.” I have never been broken by one. My Heavenly Father lives within me—He is my shield. Loss didn’t weaken me; it taught me how to sail through life, not untouched, but anchored.

Society mistakes vulnerability for weakness. In truth, the most vulnerable often is the strongest. I have lived alone for seventeen years after losing my father—without support, without help, and without giving up.

Whether society believes it or not, I hold this truth close to my heart: 

I deserve love, 

I deserve belonging, and 

I deserve to be chosen without conditions.

The last time I hugged a man, it was my father’s lifeless body.
That embrace ended everything I knew about comfort.
Since then, I have never hugged another man.

I can immediately sense if a person fear my vulnerability ; but i have not sensed  that fear in DEI Enthu.

And that is what is called as Trust !

A longing to return to innocence, grace, and divine presence not a transaction.

Hosanna...