Eye Openers!
There is always something about Septembers. Whether it’s Onam, my sister’s and mother’s birthday or something, there is. As a child, after getting introduced to computer games, especially the likes of Hitman, GTA, etc., I used to feel, isn’t life like a game? In this particular mission, I have been given my body's avatar and the ability to control it. I used to wonder, how am I able to control myself and not others? I mean, I can raise my arm, but I can’t make others raise their arms. Why was that? And I also used to think, what if I had a different character? I can’t exactly pinpoint what age it was, but it was somewhere between 5th and 10th standard. I think it was innocent of me as a child to ask why I was able to control myself and not others. When I think back, I was confused about human consciousness, and computer games sort of acted like an abstraction that catalyzed those thoughts. But I still wonder, where does consciousness begin and where does it end? Of course, evolutio...