Musings on Virtue - Thoughts of an Idealist: A Free-Flowing Narrative
Isn’t it ironical that for most of the timeless tales and the great epics of literature that people read, most reads glorify the importance of the supremacy of virtue as the backbone of human civilisation? Ironical, because once you stop manoeuvring the vintage-brown pages to close the book, and step out in the real world, suddenly the often-quoted verses from ageless memoirs vanish. ‘Real reality’ and ‘efficient pragmatism’ suddenly take over glorious ideals. Someone comments, “To survive the ways of the world, it’s normal to unlearn ‘bookish’ ideals and learn the ‘practical’ ways of living”. Isn’t it surprising that suddenly upholding virtue, not because someone’s looking, but simply because you want to be a good human being, becomes a threat to survival? Of course, a singular definition of a “good human” is debatable (in my opinion, it doesn't exist; each one has her/his individual ideas that guide behaviour - products of the mind's experiments; it exists because we want it...