What did Abhijit Naskar mean by: Happiness doesn’t mean checking all the boxes, Happiness means to stop putting life in boxes. - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India Copy
+ I exist when we exist. Feraz Zeid, July 26, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Existence, Human, Love, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ When you are present,present is a gift -Oblivious to the present,present starts to drift. Feraz Zeid, October 10, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Gift, Present, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Rigidity is the greatest impediment to growth. Feraz Zeid, July 1, 2023December 12, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Flexibility, Growth, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ No harvest without rain. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2022January 10, 2024, Abhijit Naskar, Nature, Weather, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Figure out how you wanna die, life will take care of itself. Feraz Zeid, November 6, 2022January 10, 2024, Abhijit Naskar, Choices, Death, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Coldness is curse, Warmth is the cure. Feraz Zeid, July 28, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Cure, Curse, Temperature, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ All crowns come from “once upon a pain”. Feraz Zeid, September 15, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Crowns, Pain, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ The more dead you are inside, the more you are afraid of death. Feraz Zeid, May 10, 2023January 10, 2024, Abhijit Naskar, Apathy, Death, Fear, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We should laugh before being happy, for fear of dying without having laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. - Jean Houston Scholar
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
