I fear that, with our current veneration for the natural and the real, we have arrived at the opposite pole to all idealism, and have landed in the region of the waxworks.
Kyun kisi se itna pyar ho jata hai,
ek din jeena bhi dushwaar ho jata hai.
Lagne lagte hain apne bhi paraye,
aur ek ajnabi par itna aitbaar ho jata hai…
There is an ideal of excellence for any particular craft or occupation; similarly there must be an excellent that we can achieve as human beings. That is, we can live our lives as a whole in such a way that they can be judged not just as excellent in this respect or in that occupation, but as excellent, period. Only when we develop our truly human capacities sufficiently to achieve this human excellent will we have lives blessed with happiness.
I am a determinist. As such, I do not believe in free will...Practically, I am, nevertheless, compelled to act as if freedom of the will existed. If I wish to live in a civilized community, I must act as if man is a responsible being.
I will just create, and if it works, it works, and if it doesn't, I'll create something else. I don't have any limitations on what I think I could do or be.
Wo Hans Kar Mile Hum Pyar
Samajh Bethey, Sirf Ulfat
Ko Hi Izhar Samajh Bethey,
Itni Achi To Na Thi Qismat
Humari, Khud Ko Unki Chahat
Ka Haqdaar Samajh Bethey.