Tomichan Matheikal's blog

Image from Pinterest No one can go through life without getting hurt in the heart many times. That hurts are an integral part of human life is a cliche. We get hurt and we hurt others. That’s how life is. Parents hurt children and children hurt parents. Teachers hurt students and students hurt teachers. Not just hurt, we damage others many times. We carry damages perpetrated on us by others. Time doesn’t heal all those wounds. Some wounds never heal. They bleed again and again at the slightest knock. Unintended knock, usually. It is easy to exhort others to forgive and forget. Forgiving is easier than forgetting, I think. That’s my personal experience. I can forgive because I accept that human nature is essentially fallible. We are born to make mistakes. We are made in such a way that we hurt others; we damage others. Unwittingly, most of the time. Once I accept that universal truth, it’s easy for me to forgive others. I also wish that the others forgive me in the same way. “Forg

Philosopher Schopenhauer was doomed to pessimism by his very circumstances, says Will Durant in his famous book, The Story of Philosophy .  “(A) man who has not known a mother’s love – and worse, has known a mother’s hatred – has no cause to be infatuated with the world,” writes Durant in his inimitable style.  Schopenhauer’s mother was a novelist of some repute.  His father committed suicide when Schopenhauer was 17.  His mother soon took to free love.  She had little love for her husband anyway; she thought of him as too prosaic.  Durant compares Schopenhauer’s dislike of his mother to Hamlet’s attitude to his mother after the death of his father.  Schopenhauer grew up hating women.  “(H)is quarrels with his mother taught him a large part of those half-truths about women,” says Durant.  He despised women as impulsive creatures with no aesthetic sense and totally lacking in intelligence.  He told his mother that she would eventually be known not for her books but for his.  He