“True love, like any other strong and addicting drug, is boring — once the tale of encounter and discovery is told, kisses quickly grow stale and caresses tiresome… except, of course, to those who share the kisses, who give and take the caresses while every sound and color of the world seems to deepen and brighten around them. As with any other strong drug, true first love is really only interesting to those who have become its prisoners.
And, as is true of any other strong and addicting drug, true first love is dangerous.”- Stephen King
by: Rithika Palvayi Hmmmm, if I’d have to choose between “3, 2, 1…..Happy New Year” and, “Ugadi Subhakankshalu”, I’d go with the latter, any day. Because apart from wearing our traditional outfits and clicking some of the best pictures, there’s much more than you’d expect there to be. You might be appalled by the revelation, but I’m guessing you won’t be if you kept reading. If you’re also thinking, “what the hell?”, you should take a trip to Andhra Pradesh and Telangana (went by alphabetical order, no biasing) – the two profound Telugu states of India, during April, more or less. That’s when our New Year celebrations take place. The fun in waking up to the smell of the tamarind paste/juice stands unparalleled. The special delicacy we make that day is not only our favorite breakfast, lunch, and dinner but also holds importance and much meaning in our lives. Bet…
From Aristotelian ethics of Eudaimonia(Greek term for happiness and highest human good) to a different perception of it in 2020 – the word happiness, stands undefined, immeasurable, and is generational. Happiness is multidimensional and the sum of momentary pleasures, they say, while there are few reports of having it measured by answering the questionnaire in a myriad of surveys.
So what keeps the GenZ happy?
There are be days in everyone’s life where everything seems to be alright but we are still discontented. You would think that the solution to this is to do or get something, but all your efforts would be in vain as there still would be no peace or happiness at the end of that road. Life is a continuous battle and you will always be stressed about something or the other. If you struggle with the same problem, do give this article a read.
In the July of 1518, the Dance Plague started in city of Strasbourg. People gathered in streets and started dancing unreasonably. It became impossible to stop them. Sweeping all over the city, this disease even caused deaths due to exhaustion. Countless people danced together to death.
A person living with extreme depression often loses the ability to imagine a happy future or remember a happy past. Every day is a constant struggle, and he or she may see self-harm and suicide as the only option out. People with depression are often not able to weigh their options properly. If you have any such thoughts please seek help. Here is a poem written from the view of a person experiencing suicidal tendencies.
Stephen King writes ‘Fiction is the truth inside the lie’. He also says that humor is almost always anger with make-up on. But is that make up necessary? Can we as a society no longer engage in conversation truly, with no poetic phrases, no stories, no rhetoric and no lies to hide beneath? Is it possible for us to trade our beautifully worded lies for truths and our stories for the people to tell them instead?