No Science Of Humans

Recently I saw an article on euthanasia that read 'there's no science of humans'. Anything that can predict human behavior: what humans want, what they don't is simply outside the domain of any science.
How truthful is such a thought. Can we really calculate a formula that can predict our next course of action? Can you predict what your child will demand after a toy car? A baseball bat? A board game? How about a real car? Like science we can't arrive at a series. There's no mathematical formula to predict an event. We have to be intrinsic. There's no way we can disassociate from the whole and study its core values. We can't conduct any experiment from the outside.    
On the contrary, our life is not a series or a progression. What we want is what we want and there's no denying that. One thing is sure that our desires increases at an exponential rate. One desire leads to the other, of higher magnitude. This crave for desire is the root cause and eFfect that defines humans. There's nothing beyond our desires.
That brings me back to the question: is there any science of humans?

What's your behaviour?

Today my mother was quarreling with my father. The topic of an esoteric debate was a heated argument about how many times the family (excluding my father, of course) had to get down from the second floor for petty things: from fetching milk from the milkman to opening the door if someone unwanted drops at the house. The response of my short-tempered father was obvious -- 'If you have problem getting down every now and then, then please don't get down. I'll do it myself.' It was rather sarcastic from his side.
Then I thought how I would have responded to her complaint? Answer: ditto.
Why is it that we fervently debate for those things that are small problems of big, unruffled circumstances?
Why do we take cognizance of what our partner didn't do out of a thousand things rather than what he/she did correctly the remaining 999 ones?
Our mind is distracted with things unimportant to us and this distraction results in an eclectic behaviour that all of us are victims of. Whether it is success or failure, if it comes ingrained with its counterpart, we proudly spot it, and take the credit of being an eagle-eyed. However no one identifies the fabric which carries it. The quality of the fabric is the quality of your behaviour. It is that what makes you -- you.


- Posted from my iPad

In Me

It's been a long time ever since I've written a word about my passion(is it?). I've been engaged with so many things that seldom I get time for writing and all. But if it's that way then it shouldn't qualify for a passion or hobby either. It's a state of fix in which I am. Everyday I fell that I've a yet-unfinished novel in my kitty that I can bring it out with a month's effort. But as soon as I start my laptop I find some other things that for the time being are more important like preparing notes for civil services ( even more important is to discover what's new with Google+). With every thought that I should write about something, I feel that if I have to write then why not those notes that form a huge backlog.
When I talk to people around me I find them so punctual and workaholic with a hawk-eye over their own actions. With that I get a sinking feeling that I'm not good for anything (for everything, sometimes). I don't deny that I dabble with my choices. But I don't want to. I'll have to be equally fed with choices and eagerly act on them as they come.
Why is it that the more the choices, the less the will to do things? Why can't we balance things? As my teacher once said, those who are able to balance things are able to achieve eXtraordinary heights. Giving the example of Sachin Tendulkar, who has marvelously balanced his professIon and his attitude has got what he deserves. Contrary to that he also mentioned Vinod Kambli, who was once speculated as having greater potential than Sachin is now on the lowest part of his life. Similar thing happened to Michael Jackson, he emphasized.
These examples just bring clearer the fact that if you got to have it, you got to give in. You cannot, cannot take more than you gave in. Someday, somehow this world will take back the things that are not yours. And that moment you would feel that you, apparently, could not balance things.
With this, at least, I have added another article relared to my passion. Many more to come.
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