Like Vaclav Havel, I am neither an optimist nor a pessimist. Everything does not end well. Nor does everything end badly either. I have felt the constant surge of hope in my breast that things will improve. Like, maybe we will have a good political leader who can unite the nation while preserving its endless variety. Or that poverty will be eradicated and people will live with dignity. “Life without hope is an empty, boring, and useless life,” said Havel. We cannot strive for anything without a fair share of hope within us. However, one of my favourite authors, Albert Camus, derided hope as “the last item in Pandora’s box.” Pandora’s box brought all the evils to mankind, according to Greek mythology. Zeus kept the last evil, hope, hidden in the box. Hope is the greatest source of trouble, philosopher Nietzsche had argued and Camus borrowed the argument. Hope makes people anticipate an ultimate reward like heaven. Such hope diminishes the value of thi
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