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Friendship

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH9r-hN7K-jlFCXkyiewFa9KRh3VuCERs668vkjxiwEZWrQXloI1t3CNaiCdlDK9jrHdo4xtt2R1UKfK1QJVLVShVKo7juYCsgFZ_sFROKnJKCuS_YAdA0N2IK-EsgrGwDl8Z5J6EiGCvG/s1600/Friendship-Tattoo-for-Girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH9r-hN7K-jlFCXkyiewFa9KRh3VuCERs668vkjxiwEZWrQXloI1t3CNaiCdlDK9jrHdo4xtt2R1UKfK1QJVLVShVKo7juYCsgFZ_sFROKnJKCuS_YAdA0N2IK-EsgrGwDl8Z5J6EiGCvG/s400/Friendship-Tattoo-for-Girls.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Friendship is choosing one person, or few persons, over all other people. By calling someone a friend one is stating, "This person is more valuable to me than Stranger Bob whom I have never met." One values some, meaning friends, over others, meaning Stranger Bobs, based on the potential friend's standards or morality. Therefore, people with similar almost synonymous moral standards are friends, or should be friends. For example, a capitalist cannot be friends with a Marxist, a liberal cannot be friends with a Nazi. The reason being that a capitalist values certain things as truly correct and truly virtuous that the Marxist will find truly incorrect and truly vicious, and vice <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">versa</span>. For example, a capitalist believes it is virtuous for the government to minimize its regulation so that a free market can exist. The capitalist believes every man is an individual; thus, must have the liberty to make choices and actions for his own gain.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHM3qDZATqz0kvhE-5TwBhXAOo3wkPQAustEPDU9gaJxr9SZxCKyqvOMlogxEO-yjSnOt3wRIC2r4l9pr7UBG5NWVhIFc7gK_JFPJ5Wi0cE8xsUTQ42RuLyYK5gvjhkAp0sGS7edZOMyi/s1600/friends1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHM3qDZATqz0kvhE-5TwBhXAOo3wkPQAustEPDU9gaJxr9SZxCKyqvOMlogxEO-yjSnOt3wRIC2r4l9pr7UBG5NWVhIFc7gK_JFPJ5Wi0cE8xsUTQ42RuLyYK5gvjhkAp0sGS7edZOMyi/s400/friends1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">A Marxist, however, believes that it is vicious for the government to do what the capitalist thinks is virtuous. Instead, the Marxist finds maximum government regulation as virtuous. The Marxist believes that every man is just a member of a larger collective; therefore, his choices and actions must assist the mass not himself. Essentially, the capitalist would believe that the Marxist is vicious, and the Marxist would believe the capitalist is vicious. Therefore, they cannot be friends because they do not value one another. Since they do not value one <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">another's</span> standards, and one's actions are based on one's standards, they cannot value how one another live their lives. In order to be friends one must recognize one's own standards in the other person. Essentially, every individual wants to be a virtuous person; therefore, he is going to surround himself with other virtuous people. If he surrounds himself with any vicious person he just enables vice. This is how friendship is selfish. It is choosing one person over others. It is choosing one person based on whether or not he is virtuous. Finally, it is choosing virtuous people because one wants to be virtuous and one wants to be around virtuous people.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLJjO32yOnY2JLDQfHmCgspuBl5ksK0BkTZoSOrNqxbIbbdKuDd3zQAMG5jHeyjlMKB5hJuZ_AoXGipmC0j-SF9T5jbc12BhI0k21nZiSUdFz19coZA-vQMeargE6Eejh-dpmCoDB-aSyU/s1600/friends_cast_004a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLJjO32yOnY2JLDQfHmCgspuBl5ksK0BkTZoSOrNqxbIbbdKuDd3zQAMG5jHeyjlMKB5hJuZ_AoXGipmC0j-SF9T5jbc12BhI0k21nZiSUdFz19coZA-vQMeargE6Eejh-dpmCoDB-aSyU/s400/friends_cast_004a.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Unfortunately, as I stated earlier, this is not how friendship is understood. People understand friendship as sacrifice. Essentially, one should surrender element's of one's self in order to be friends with and love all others. There are several problems with this.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPtYbVMe-iZ2dTUFZd-hzpLUJ0pEHuw9UfySWk6hDX87NKnyFjGXD0vg0fJXGwcqEBGSzpGzTTd5o08ElSXkZucLPiV_qVLdCpkk6b3Jbu9qTr6FbatR_jpgEk0_dqQ8vp1jO98FpKY8W/s1600/Friends-friends-69087_1024_768.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPtYbVMe-iZ2dTUFZd-hzpLUJ0pEHuw9UfySWk6hDX87NKnyFjGXD0vg0fJXGwcqEBGSzpGzTTd5o08ElSXkZucLPiV_qVLdCpkk6b3Jbu9qTr6FbatR_jpgEk0_dqQ8vp1jO98FpKY8W/s400/Friends-friends-69087_1024_768.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Firstly, once again every individual wants to be virtuous, and it is virtuous to want to be virtuous and live virtuously. Furthermore, one's standards and one's actions define one's self. Additionally, one's standards and one's actions are always based on morality. Therefore, if friendship is based on sacrifice, then friendship is also based on being vicious. If one must sacrifice qualities of one's self to be friends with and love everyone, one is choosing not to be virtuous. For example, someone believes that it is virtuous to study science and understand the natural world. However, he has chosen a friend who believes it is vicious to understand the natural world because the scientific explanations are lies about God's work, and more importantly God should be the only one to understand his creation. (The latter person is obviously a lunatic.) Therefore, the former individual, the scientist, must sacrifice some of his qualities that assist him in understanding reality. Even if he has to sacrifice these qualities just by not speaking about his work while he is around the latter person something is terribly wrong. First, by not embracing those qualities he defines as virtuous he is being vicious. Just to get this point across I am going to use a religious example. If one is a Catholic it is virtuous to receive holy communion; therefore, if one does not receive it he is being vicious. A similar situation is occurring here.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBA8OkO7B06KezLqjuOvpSQcC2p7wKHy0K6pvzKuALfdgkeCl0HWwcQoi-2o27Py45me9SBGaOcMEdJYbCrgMfnzLr3JGzQJYX3JLrvryccFPHKI3fhSJUB8ZCcgYYBNZmRGRP6NKfNf_I/s1600/friends-season.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBA8OkO7B06KezLqjuOvpSQcC2p7wKHy0K6pvzKuALfdgkeCl0HWwcQoi-2o27Py45me9SBGaOcMEdJYbCrgMfnzLr3JGzQJYX3JLrvryccFPHKI3fhSJUB8ZCcgYYBNZmRGRP6NKfNf_I/s400/friends-season.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The second problem with this friendship is that scientist obviously thinks the religious lunatic is vicious, for the religious lunatic thinks it is virtuous to be completely ignorant the natural world, or reality. Therefore, by being friends with this religious lunatic the scientist is choosing to value someone he knows to be vicious, and the religious lunatic understands this. Everyone, whether they admit it or not, knows that friendship is about valuing one person more than another. Thus, the scientist is sending the following message to the religious lunatic, "You have more virtues than vices. You are not vicious enough for me to ignore you. You are virtuous enough to be valued by me." Consequently, the religious <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lunatic's</span> lifestyle is being affirmed. The scientist, who he values highly because he is a friend, is telling him that his vicious ignorant beliefs are virtuous. In turn, the religious lunatic will continue acting on his vicious standards. Basically, the scientist enables vice. Thus, the scientist is being vicious for two reasons. First, he is avoiding virtue at least while he is with the religious lunatic. Second, he is enabling vices.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGniX8Xnb5KzNxQ5d2L0qJSX7d97NSIQB4E3cQU7XIDjX8mRdEECZTneOG_28-pYzHNB0UBNun4XwBuBmdoYsB6fu4LW5GygCYKEMlIYtMIBWEab5c8XbW_GsNIjYMpkia6IhzwsDRKZ9/s1600/girls%252520friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="335" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGniX8Xnb5KzNxQ5d2L0qJSX7d97NSIQB4E3cQU7XIDjX8mRdEECZTneOG_28-pYzHNB0UBNun4XwBuBmdoYsB6fu4LW5GygCYKEMlIYtMIBWEab5c8XbW_GsNIjYMpkia6IhzwsDRKZ9/s400/girls%252520friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The second problem with sacrificial friendship is that it is not friendship at all. Once again, friendship is choosing a few individuals over all others. However, sacrificial friendships tells people to be friends with and love everyone. In this case, once does not value any individual, including himself, more than any other individual. He values all people equally. Therefore, he is friends with no one.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Finally, friendship is not an end. It is not the purpose of life. It does not provide happiness. Friendship is only an icing on the cake. One should first be satisfied with one's self. One should like who he is. At this point one knows what virtue is, and he is living it; thus, he values his self. Consequently, he will be able to identify potential friendships. Essentially, one cannot value others until he values himself.</div>

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A Question

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;">When I was child I used to love traveling by trains. Sitting by the window used to be so much fun, during the day as well as during the night. I used to enjoy looking at the green fields, big piles of hay covered with a clay overcoat, goats and cattle running around in the fields and sometimes, when there was a road parallel to the railway line, I used to look at the traffic and see if anyone was willing to race with us. At night time, you can’t see anything outside but if you concentrate, you see light glows popping out of the horizon as if the sun is ready to rise. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz6faFaUo9vEqCFfuSCOnXWa3X5K1tNSzTnNCDsJdWbTG_Wkl38Fz5rqDjFqYjr3PQeisdLIlwCD2zOxmp5m99ogrP7wGFqpgBTEU71-cXPDNREVzb5q6CTY3DtjiEVlkzACe0lEnQhuVS/s1600/childhood-innocence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz6faFaUo9vEqCFfuSCOnXWa3X5K1tNSzTnNCDsJdWbTG_Wkl38Fz5rqDjFqYjr3PQeisdLIlwCD2zOxmp5m99ogrP7wGFqpgBTEU71-cXPDNREVzb5q6CTY3DtjiEVlkzACe0lEnQhuVS/s320/childhood-innocence.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">You may even spot a number of them. These dim glows are the lights at far off places. It could be from a major city, a factory, a lonely house of a farmer who somehow managed to get a generator for his domestic use or from a mosque in a small town.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvBLoxx_mRcYhB98Wjdcc4OMOkZnIlxVUcqrTRfEXxH-QUce1vE42I3hBfmwfd4XENJGryTUilfYxknAdFD8Q10FHS49HhhKLARqFjmB_XMNYbbl-pkZX_QKDWGgy7m_HToD0TCWhXwtG/s1600/childhood-fun-game-527-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvBLoxx_mRcYhB98Wjdcc4OMOkZnIlxVUcqrTRfEXxH-QUce1vE42I3hBfmwfd4XENJGryTUilfYxknAdFD8Q10FHS49HhhKLARqFjmB_XMNYbbl-pkZX_QKDWGgy7m_HToD0TCWhXwtG/s320/childhood-fun-game-527-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">These glows used to fascinate me. I would just stare at them and wish that if I were able to fly I would fly to them. I was curious to see how many people would be there and what would they be doing, what would they be thinking. I was curious to know if I was as important to them as they were for me. I was curious to know if they ever wished that they could grow wings and come see me sitting by the window of a train, passing miles away from their town. Such a childish thought</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLxDKkWWB7IfZXV2zLvZIbAsvKjIS8d-RXxjWvRPSk9ChsORFHgNQjUVTgPnNhkTQMaQzxYVNboJq5iLHJs2pxJZuDHhVMlhqOnJv6QCR383MEIuLUie7prcvkEHnWRiI_OhwU64Oc5pmr/s1600/clockSky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLxDKkWWB7IfZXV2zLvZIbAsvKjIS8d-RXxjWvRPSk9ChsORFHgNQjUVTgPnNhkTQMaQzxYVNboJq5iLHJs2pxJZuDHhVMlhqOnJv6QCR383MEIuLUie7prcvkEHnWRiI_OhwU64Oc5pmr/s320/clockSky.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Time passed by and I grew up. God gave me opportunities to see the world and meet people of every race, religion and language. Had experiences to groom myself, friends to cherish, moments to remember and stories to share. Now when I get to travel in a train and look outside the window I don’t get the same feeling anymore. I no longer feel the curiosity to grow wings and fly to see what lies within a light glow, miles away from our moving train. How do people live there and what are they thinking. Somehow, it doesn’t matter to me anymore.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZxhrsdx79UcXXEEVd2yc5wFAAAk4O7k8aD30v6smZ3WOZbeMnf8eT-cX9gPp7fIdu2lB7CJ5zwrBioNvODT9XspPf07vMASA1tZzOeND0PQ-igiDTq31jJ7FpzIIyIJ7cTwaUu_-XJppo/s1600/Waldorf+Mardi+Gras+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZxhrsdx79UcXXEEVd2yc5wFAAAk4O7k8aD30v6smZ3WOZbeMnf8eT-cX9gPp7fIdu2lB7CJ5zwrBioNvODT9XspPf07vMASA1tZzOeND0PQ-igiDTq31jJ7FpzIIyIJ7cTwaUu_-XJppo/s320/Waldorf+Mardi+Gras+030.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Is this a blessing or a curse?</div></div>

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Things I Love and Hate about Karachi

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div align="center"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> <span style="font-size: 130%;">Things I love about Karachi:</span><br /><br />SEA:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Obviously, sea is the only feature which makes Karachi distinct from all other cities in Pakistan. It is the only city to be blessed with such exquisite, breath-taking locations. A place where Karachiites can go and refresh themselves. A place where they can go and leave behind all the stress of their busy schedules. This is hands-down the top most reason why I love this city.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZ4T74lm8Qu23Z_45QpF7k528gCTSY5v6v1mIlWd7gAjr1OI00I3uRUbWiCuKxGYwgHcrGOuUqlInHvRqaoqStHn-K7s56AUuYTYwLmSkV_xm6TSt5iCaeOUlJfbuKjW1pwYLNfI046w/s1600/26063_1306618157333_1586934709_1607469_474179_n.jpg" rel="nofollow"> <img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487478467758804354" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZ4T74lm8Qu23Z_45QpF7k528gCTSY5v6v1mIlWd7gAjr1OI00I3uRUbWiCuKxGYwgHcrGOuUqlInHvRqaoqStHn-K7s56AUuYTYwLmSkV_xm6TSt5iCaeOUlJfbuKjW1pwYLNfI046w/s320/26063_1306618157333_1586934709_1607469_474179_n.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Winter Season:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Winters in Karachi rock. The only reason being that it brings the perfect kinda temperature, neither so cold nor hot. People neither get stuck in their houses shivering down their spines nor do they sweat and stink like in blazing heat in summers. Winters just give me a good mood, keep me cool. That's enough reason for me to fall in love with this season.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Malls:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Man ! What else a person who enjoys buying could wish for. Karachi has all what a person could possibly want. For house-hold stuff there are Makro and Metro. For anything else there are just uncountable malls so many of which are still left to be explored by me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Roads/Flyovers:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Shahra-e-Faisal can be a dream for drivers (when its not crowded). Drive as fast as you want and cops are too busy with their own business to come and chase you. All the Flyovers are awesome too and the one I love is KPT interchange, specially when it sparkles with all the lighting at the night time, simply amazing !</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">People:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Of course, how could I leave this reason out. People of this city simply rock. They're simple, friendly and so innocent. They never show off the way many insecure people do (at least most of them). They will never make you feel bad and even if the do, they'll smooth things up using their extra-ordinary ability known as 'humour' before you even know it. You guys rock !</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"> Things I hate about Karachi:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Stupidly disgusting red stains:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">These red stains are found almost everywhere in this city. There is no road, wall, pavement or anything (including one of my friends) left who's not got shot yet.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Crowded local buses:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">What would you expect from your day when you get a start with a full bus and all you get is a little space on the enter/exit opening of the bus to hang on to. This city needs some immediate transport revolution.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Wall Chalking And Advertisements/Slogans:(From Kiran)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">The wall chalking part in the hate list as well because its so disgusting to see our walls covered with stupid advertisements n slogans. and the amount of litter we throw on seaside is unbearable. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></div></div>

Things I Love and Hate about Karachi

Things I love about Karachi: SEA: Obviously, sea is the only feature which makes Karachi distinct from all other cities in Pakistan. It is...

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