Being human

You can have everything and everything can be. Houses, cars. Computer etc. all sorts of technological possibilities, color dresses, expensive perfume, or creams, expensive habits. Nice or ugly, Long or short, tall, posh, or flashy, plump, or weak, young, or old, female, or male, mother, father, sister, brother, friend, friend. you can be peaceful or restless, friendly, or sullen, calm or moving, patient, durable, exciting, agile and enthusiastic, or even something that you are in any moment.

Then you may be a job owner, or unemployed, a university, a high school, a primary school graduate, a professional, a teacher, an officer, a worker, a doctor, an architect, or a lawyer. You can appreciate all these features in the environment, you can take praise. All this is good. You can even be a man like the big ones say. But being human is something else. There is neither a book to be read nor a formula to memorize. Being human beings covers all of the things we count above and what we do not.

If you consider people to be important, worthy and not worthy of their share, even if they are not shared with you, not with you, but with you, without separating them according to their social subordinate identities, without favoring them according to their gender, richer, poorer, or according to profession or titles, If you can make sense, if you keep your promise, if the essence and the word complement each other, then you mean to be a good-hearted, sincere, compassionate, honest and humble person. Do you have a virtue beside all these things? And when you are a human, you start looking at the souls of people instead of the faces. And in the same way people look at your soul ...