How Red Sneakers Changed My Life

The further I wade into the engineering world, the more firmly I believe in God. The best part about completing a degree is when you're done with it, you have struggled your way through a number of courses, you have touched upon so many subjects...barely skimmed through them as it were. But you begin to see the way it all fits together in the end, how all these parts combine to form a whole, letting our computers and laptops and mobile phones communicate with each other seamlessly. You look around your room and count the number of man-made things in it...each one imagined into existence by a brilliant human mind, shaped and fashioned by human hands or dare I say it, a CONTROL SYSTEM. It all gels together; the electricity that fuels our world, the digital electronics that control our gadgets, the billions and billions of bits that our digital machines decode and follow as if by magic. What makes all this work? A set of mathematical rules and laws, some of them complex, some of them...

Humans are one clever species. Having spent about two million years on planet earth, I guess we've managed to pick up a thing or two on living. Like how to justify everything life throws our way. If things are going the way we want them to, then we tell ourselves we deserve it, no doubt about it. And if something bad happens, we find a thousand and one reasons to assure ourselves that it was ultimately for the best, or to use Dumbledore's words, that it must have been for 'the greater good'. But the question is, was it really? Are we ever really in a position to judge what could have been better or worse for us when we don't even know what never happened?  The other day, my cousin was talking to me about parallel universes, about how each of us has got a double living in some alternate dimension who does the exact opposite of what we do in the real world. So if I go left when I'm walking down a street, my double goes right in his world. Okay, so as cool as th...