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ART VS MORALITY!

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ART VS MORALITY   What brings us to the question? should art and morality be differentiated?  Why can't both coexist? When we speak of art, almost everyone would agree on one thing - art gives us freedom. Oscar Wilde's famous idea of “art for art's sake” captures this beautifully. The world of art is open to everyone. We cannot dismiss something merely because we dislike it or fail to understand it. Every work of art has its own language, its own perspective, and its own possibilities of interpretation. Perhaps the only limitation of art is the human mind itself. And that is precisely where art becomes a double-edged sword. Art may not possess a responsibility of its own - but the human being who creates it does. Human beings are remarkably capable of misusing freedom. If art gives us the freedom to express anything, then that freedom can also be used to glorify hatred, violence, exploitation, prejudice, or cruelty. The freedom of art therefore inevitably bring...

YOU'RE LOVED 🫂🌸

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You Are Loved Most people carry the quiet belief that they are not loved enough. Some feel like nobody understands them. Some believe they are always the second choice. Others think they are forgotten, overlooked, or left behind. With enough time, these thoughts start to feel like facts. But I believe the truth is much simpler. You are loved. Your friends remember your favorite food. Your parents wait for your call. Someone checks to see if you got home safely. A smile from anyone can show love. Love exists! The problem isn't the lack of love. The problem is our expectation that love should come in a specific way. We want to be loved the way we think we should be. We don't just want people to love us. We want them to love the exact version of ourselves that we cherish the most. We want them to admire the qualities we see in ourselves. We wish for them to notice the parts we have worked hardest to build. We want them to appreciate us in a way we understand. When they...

THIS PLACE HAS MY HEART!!

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This Place Has My Heart Among the daily chaos, among the endless questions life keeps throwing at me, among the rush to be somewhere and become someone, I came here for an escape. And man... This is exactly the place I've been yearning for. No morning horns. No traffic. No pollution. No rush hour. Just peace. The kind of peace that makes you realize how tired you've actually been. At night, I can look up and see the stars so clearly. Not a few stars fighting through city lights, but an entire sky filled with them. It almost feels unfair that I forgot how beautiful the night sky could be. The routine here is perfect. I sleep well. I wake up refreshed. The climate is beautiful. The days don't feel heavy. And whenever I take my bike out for a ride... God. The roads here are something else. Trees on the left. Trees on the right. As if nature itself decided to build a corridor of peace. No destination. No hurry. Just me, my bike, the wind, and a mind that...

The people we love become our seasons!

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The People We Love Become Our Seasons Have you ever met someone who felt like an autumn evening? Not because of what they said or what they did, but because how they made us feel. Calm. Gentle. Easy to be around. Have you ever smelled rain? Before the first drop touched the ground? That strange comfort that arrives before the storm itself? The awkwardness that the July rain and the noon sun share reminds me of people with different minds. They may never fully understand each other, yet they still find themselves standing on the same ground, under the same sky. And then there are people who feel like mid-August. A special ones! A season difficult to define or maybe words aren't enough to explain! Not quite the fierce summer, not entirely the comforting rain. A little sunshine, a little storm, and a little bit of magic in between. They arrive carrying warmth in one hand and calm in the other. Some days they glow like golden evenings, lighting up every corner they touch....

Maanda Mannan Kaaviyam - Dead King's Epic

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Maanda Mannan Kaaviyam – The Dead King's Epic Hey guys, this is Jeeva. For the past seven months, I've been deeply fascinated by Maanda Mannan Kaaviyam by Kaber Vasuki. In my opinion, this is not merely a song about kings, wars, or power. It is a poem about human nature itself. It speaks about a cycle that exists throughout history, in politics, in families, and even within our own minds. The reason I believe everyone should listen to and understand this poem is because its message feels more relevant than ever. While most people talk about the enemies we face outside ourselves, this poem asks a far more uncomfortable question: What if the enemy eventually becomes a part of us? The poem begins with a warrior who believes he is destined to rule. He speaks with confidence, authority, and ambition. One of my favorite parts of the poem is: |  அமர்ந்த இடத்தில் இருந்துபுரட்சித் துவப்பேன் | என் à®®ுகம் கொண்ட கொடிகள் ஊரில் நடுவேன் | ஆயிà®°à®®் à®…à®®்புகள் வானை கிà®´ிக்குà®®் | என் பெயர்...

a beautiful lie 🎀

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And there is this boy today whom I met in a random place where I've never been before... He was just stuck at that point he can't lift his cycle... Which is actually repaired and to reach the road he had to come across a 15 - 18 steps stairs , which he can't do I just helped him to get the cycle to the walking path and I saw that his cycle chain got broken, while his friends are sharing their cycles and i asked can I just fix that... In that moment he just replied I won't fix this I've two cycles  at home , which I surely say it's a lie and he started protecting his friends when I saw them saying we just share and play.. And suddenly what happened yk ,  His friends noticed this thing and they threw their cycles and they three are playing with random things... which they dont really like to do but only for him!!