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“To change our society we must make an effort to not give importance to the people who are known as the so called 'successful people' and the people who are called as 'celebrities.' Each person in this world has to struggle and achieve many things for himself and his family. Each person is a hero or a heroine. These so called celebrities have achieved success by achieving money and fame. But that's it. Why give them the status of "Gods" ?”

“The world has enough for everyone's need, but not enough for everyone's greed." Gandhiji had said these immortal words that are so true now than at any other time. Mother Nature has given us resources that are sufficient for everyone but not enough for everybody's greed. Some people because of their greed are trying to keep a lot more than what is required for themselves. This is creating socio-economic disparities. Most importantly, Gandhiji's philosophy was about creating a better world.”

“Why does our society teach young people to follow beauty standards? Why do young boys and girls have to look beautiful to be accepted into certain professions such as modeling and acting? Why do companies sell fairness creams? Every skin color is beautiful. Why is the society obsessed with looks?”

“She loved riding her cycle in the evenings, when the breeze was cool and the humidity was less. The color of the cycle reminded her of the sky. While riding, she felt as if she were flying. She loved this feeling of flying: as if she were a bird flying in the sky. Life is so beautiful, she realized. But she could not understand why people fought wars. Why people hated one another? The birds did not hate each other; they just loved flying under the wide blue sky and above the vast green grass. She often wondered about life and the answers to life's questions. But her mind could never find answers to her questions.”

“Do you perambulate at dawn? The acacia on your right and the jacaranda on the road down the lane. Mornings in Kathmandu are symphonies. Tchaikovsky on a Monday, and Beethoven on a Saturday. What voices speak to you? Some days I hear the ghosts of extinct bees, and some days I hear the spirits of butterflies. Today morning I read fragments from the writings of Kafka. Have you read the writings of Kierkegaard?”