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Beliefs (A book review)

Why I Am An Atheist

A Pamphlet written by Bhagat Singh

 

This book isn't for a weak-willed person, but for a person with an uncompromising heart, who will not follow this blindly, but will question it, criticize it and think it over will actually understand what this book is about.
Because this is what Bhagat Singh conveys to us by his book
To question our beliefs.

We all read history in our school, what we really don’t learn are the reasons behind them, the feelings of the revolutionaries. And even if someday history repeats itself, what will matter the most is the fact most ignored in our curriculum. How those times were for an individual, how it is being in jail constantly fighting your solace, questioning your beliefs?

My favorite quote from the book is
"the sword of revolution is sharpened at the whetstone of thought"

Are we still not colonized? Because we still understand things from the perspective being imposed on us by society. We still do not question why are things the way they are?
Why do we need a government controlling us? Why do we need anyone having the power to represent billions of people?
Why do we not question society?
WHY?

No, I am not an atheist. Because you can question the beliefs only when you have them.

Some other quotes -
  • To stand upon one's own legs amid storms and hurricanes is not a child's play.
  • Trying to stand like man with an erect head to the last, even on the gallows
  • Philosophy is the outcome of human weakness or limitation of knowledge
  • Belief softens the hardships, even can make them pleasant.



Comments

Kshitij Gupta said…
seems like a must read for an agnostic, like me. lol

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