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My Reflection of the book : A Thousand Splendid Suns'

 I once read something along the lines of: “Life is never fair. It was never meant to be fair. If you expect your good deeds to be rewarded and others’ wrongdoings to be punished, you are a fool. Life favours the audacious.” I was reading A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini at the time, and I believe that thought became the lens through which I understood the story. Sometimes, the ideas and moments that appear before you at a particular point in life feel like notes on the same thread, quietly connecting themselves to one another. A friend of mine, with whom I was discussing the novel, believed that Laila had everything, while the writer seemed almost cruel to Mariam. My response was this: Laila possessed audacity. She was daring enough to demand what she deserved and to fight for it, whereas Mariam accepted whatever life threw at her. Part of the reason, perhaps, lies in their upbringing. Mariam had nothing hopeful to look up to. The only other man in her life before Rashe...

Kindness - finding my own definition

  If you listen to my teacher, she says kindness is the key to living a happy life. She also gives great importance to balance. Her advice is simple: be kind to people, and start with yourself. When I started looking for my own definition of kindness (and I am still in the process), I found it to be something that can be passed on. It is like money you hold in your hand—not something you created, but something given to you, which you are now supposed to share with others. And the universe keeps track of this exchange. Whatever you give will return to you for sure. But if you are not grateful, you might not even notice it coming back. Sometimes, it comes when you least expect it. Today, while returning from college, I was terribly exhausted and having a bad day. The midday sun was harsh, and the heat wasn’t helping at all. I climbed onto a crowded bus after helping a lady with directions (though I wasn’t of much help). As I stepped in, I noticed a grandmother sitting in the front se...

Who Defines Us? Memory, Perception, and Moral Judgment

 Mangoes — the sour-sweet ones — are her favorite. Mine is guava. I am eating one while writing this. We had a lovely conversation tonight. She has gone to sleep, and I am here, trying to make that conversation last a little longer through my thoughts. I once read a story about a woman who lost her memory and found herself in a completely unfamiliar world. A man stood before her, claiming to be her husband. But she had no memory of him — or of herself. Her mind was filled with questions about her identity, yet no one seemed to give her real answers. Instead, she found judgments. People said she had cheated on her husband. Some called her unreasonable, haughty, even obnoxious. They looked at her with hatred, as if she were already guilty of something she couldn’t even remember. A woman claiming to be her best friend came with a cruel plan — to torment her husband through her. Overwhelmed by this new and hostile reality, she began to feel disgusted with herself. She could not accept ...

Who Defines Us? Memory, Perception, and Moral Judgment

 Mangoes — the sour-sweet ones — are her favorite; mine is guava. I am eating one while writing this. I had a lovely conversation with her. She has gone to sleep, and I am here attempting to make the conversation last a little longer. (Following are the snippets from the conversation we had ) I read a story where a lady lost her memories and was confronted with a completely unfamiliar world, with a man claiming to be her husband standing in front of her. Her mind was filled with questions about her identity, none of which were answered. So she started searching for answers about herself. People hated her. Some said she cheated on her husband; others said she was unreasonable, haughty, and an obnoxious woman. They looked at her with hatred. A lady claiming to be her best friend came with a disgusting plan to torment her husband through her. She felt disgusted with herself and was overwhelmed by this new reality. She couldn’t accept herself and attempted suicide. After regaining cons...

My first introduction to death!

 I must have been around six or seven years old at that time. First, let me tell you about my place, for the sake of better understanding . My house was on the side of a busy road, so I had particularly grown up in a locked house. The good thing is that the main door was a grill door, so I could see outside. As you have already guessed, my favorite pastime was to sit on my small blue chair in front of the main door. I remember wondering where the vehicles disappear when they vanish from my line of sight. It was a small village at the confluence of three rivers. One day, while sitting on the blue chair at my usual place, I saw a group of people chanting something and carrying a sleeping person covered with marigold flowers and an orange drape, on their shoulders. I must have asked some elder about what was happening. He joked that they were taking him to the river to throw him in, as he was dead now. He went as far as saying that they would throw me in the river too when I died. And...

Universe and it's conspiracies

 Yesterday while scrolling through a YouTube short's comment section, I came across a comment that says how he/she believes that the universe conspires whenever someone tries to solve it's mysteries . The commenter shares his personal experience on how he dived deeper, read quite a number of books and intended to gather all of the information available on universe but right at that moment when he was half way in the rabbit hole he got involved in worldly affairs and got distracted from this topic.                                       And this is not the first time when this thing came in front of me, there were earlier instances , like this one time when my father, also a philosophy enthusiast, told me the same thing , how he got into trouble and got involved in other life matters right when he believes he was on certain stage of supreme knowledge.          ...