Immovable object vs Unstoppable force - Which one wins? By: -

There has been many controversies raised regarding the entitled question and it has finally been answered with the help of physics! The answer will certainly astonish you...try to keep up and don't forget to comment and share. Here goes:

The inevitable betrayal By: -

Many might raise controversy over this claim but there exists an inevitable betrayal that will dawn upon every human soul: death. I say that it is a betrayal because the very act of living creates bonds between humans that simply cannot be replaced. From the moment you are conceived, you are blessed with the unconditional love of a mother; friendship creates a tacit agreement of lifelong support of encouragement and support; and marriage is the result of irreplaceable love for the spouse.

But then there's Death. Death steals you from everything that exists on this planet; it erases you from the present. And to me, this definition of what death does seems quite befitting to betrayal because you walk off with Death into the oblivion, turning your back to everything you had. Its not like death gives us a choice and perhaps that's why we decide to forgive the dead and ignore the betrayal but deep inside, embedded in our hearts lies the guilt: he/she left me. 

 

The inheritance of the Mind By: -

I was once asked what the difference was between the brain and the mind. The brain is the physical organ present in your skull that causes you to sense and react to stimuli, maintain balance in the body, and one of the greatest gifts - it makes you capable of higher thinking. The mind however, is an abstract concept used to represent our state of consciousness based on how we perceive and interpret things - it is not physically present.

Science does prove that we genetically inherit certain characteristics from our parents and the capabilities of our brain are also, to a large extent, based on this genetic inheritance. However, the mind is an entirely different thing. We start to develop our minds the moment we are conceived; we ponder over the unconditional love of a mother perhaps, or the everlasting support of a father. This is why we are born with positive energy. As we grow older, we start socializing with other agents of society such as the media and the education system. That is when we truly develop the person we are one day to become. Our views and perspectives on society are altered and we start to think for ourselves, start to develop beliefs that weren't taught to us by our parents and that is the most crucial  stage of ones life. But going back to the question...is the mind inherited?

It all essentially comes down to how well one has been trained by their parents and how much of an influence they have had on you. Because a healthy mind, just like a healthy body, is nurtured. So an open mind represents a rich understanding of the world that surrounds us because the world in full of contradictions and conflicts. An open mind comprehends that, and that in my opinion, is the ultimate hack to life itself.

And as Aristotle very right fully said:

"It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it"

 

Injustice By: -

Walking on the sidewalk and you get shot on the face by a ball. You instinctively turn around to see who is responsible and you find the face of a five year old, giggling at the blatant ferocity expressed by you. He laughs because he knows you can't do anything. He laughs because society allows.
Your face changes expression and you smile. Smile because he's just having a laugh and to justify this dismissal you tell yourself that you were the same when you were young. And you continue with your life.

That same child grows up and continues to commit these pitiful acts but the magnitude increases after every time he gets away because he wants the rush of adrenaline, the amusement to smile, and the anticipation for a reaction that he never receives. This all continues until these actions become a second habit and almost an addiction.

Once he's an adult, he tests his limits once again and purposefully shoots a ball at you - the same person who ignored him a few years ago. Once you realise it's an adult, you lash out, curse, and raise hell. The law gets called and official sanctions are imposed; perhaps on the both of you. Its mans nature to respond when felt intimidated, to maintain his dignity, and to protect his pride.

But just rewind the story and think: what if you spoke when the child first shot you?

 

How I came to see the desert as my home By: -

I was only nine months old when the plane touched down. Cradled in the arms of my mother, welcoming myself to arguably the most conservative country in the world. A place where women cannot leave their house without Burqas*, shops have to close five times during the day for prayer, and unrelated men and women can’t hold hands in public. Can a thing as freedom exist in a place like that? I had yet to find out.

Having lived in the blistering heat of Saudi Arabia all your life, as a human being, it is still biologically impossible to adapt to the heat that takes over the country in summer. I, a student at a British school, often sought refuge from the sun. Oh, the sun – a great cause of annoyance, smelly sweat, and the frequent fly. Avoid the sun whenever possible. I was only twelve. Oh, how ignorant was I?

I had traveled to many places by the time I was 15 – UK, Spain, France, Italy, USA, Malaysia, Pakistan – but never had I really explored the hell I lived in. Saudi. It was the day after my 15th birthday, my dad decided to take a family trip to the outskirts of the Rub Al Khali* (the empty quarter). Surrounded by nothing but sand, no electricity, no good food, why would anyone even imagine a place like that let alone wanting to visit it? However, I agreed on going because, well, you only live once. And because my dad threatened to take away my PS3 if I didn’t. And so the journey had begun.

We left the house at around 12 AM hoping to catch the breathtaking dessert sunrise. A journey of five hours passed very quickly because… I slept throughout. As I opened my eyes to the purportedly hell I had promised myself to avoid my entire life, I witnessed the most magnificent sight that God had offered to mankind. Like a piece of heaven bestowed on earth just so people could know. Know how insignificant their worries are, how vast the earth actually is, and how nature has the capability to make you hate the things you love and love the things you hate. Twilight had taken over the dessert. It was a purple I cannot describe in contrast with the rich golden of the sand. I stepped out of the SUV ignoring anything mum, dad, or my sister were saying. I had found the place.

Our tent had already been set up. Everyone entered the tent, tired from the road trip, hoping to get some rest. Everyone but me. I sat right outside, my back against the wooden rod that supported the tent, my feet dug into the sand, just glazing into endless, beautifully carved dunes made of glimmering sand and the tiny specks of life far, far away. Only now do I come to realize that we might be the ones missing out – not the Bedouins. I now knew a place where I could seek refuge to from all the hustling of the world, all the daily stresses, where I could just come and…reflect.

The calm of the moment was disrupted by a high pitched sound. I looked up and saw what I had only seen in textbooks. A Golden Eagle. Flying into the horizon, such a prestigious creature, gliding in the air like it possessed the sky. It was everything I wanted to be in life.

My mind and my body were in comprehensive tranquility. This was my Nirvana.


*Burqa: A black dressing worn by females that covers them from head to toe revealing only the hands, eyes and feet.

*Rub Al-Khali: In the Southern part of Saudi Arabia. Largest sand dessert in the world.