Where there is hope, there is life.
“Pandora just couldn't stand it any longer. She had to find out what was in that box. She hurried to the table on which the box rested, unlatched it and opened the lid. Out flew all the elements of life (most of which were evil), except one. Pandora, horrified, quickly slammed the lid and latched the box, trapping the last element inside - HOPE. This hope was trapped inside every human being to survive against all the evils that escaped the box.” This is a small extract from Greek mythology, hence signifying how evils entered the world and how we are still surviving with the hope left in the closed box. Each time we think of “hope”, we get different contexts which fit different “hopes”. “I hope it rains tomorrow..” “She shouldn’t lose hope against the budding cancer cells in her body..” “I hope we meet again..” Human nature is restless. Something keeps reaching out from within us towards the future, towards that which is out of our grasp, which is ‘not yet’. We keep s