Saudi As A Social Experiment

    It is beyond me how history turned the woman from the Goddess the leader the source of life, the power, the beauty, the creator into this belittled, controlled secondary being that -apparently- doesn't have the mind, the strength,  the responsibility to stand alone without the shadows of man.  How did man turn into the main subject of life? The center of life? The light and guide? With what merit or power, when the ultimate true gift -super power- of being resides in the female body? When even the anatomical differences presumed to be what gives man his strength and superiority, with a little critical thinking, only points towards the bearing of a woman?     Lately, I've been going through really interesting  feelings and thoughts induced by my Obstetrics and Gynecology rotation. Putting my existential crisis and my absolute faith that the only solution for World's problems is the extinction  of the human race aside, my apprehension towards child-bearing and childbir

* Disclaimer: this post does not necessarily represent the specific objectives of this blog *        Sitting on a quite Saturday drinking my coffee with the perfect atmosphere for a relaxing afternoon, but without a direct cause I feel anxiety building up within ruining all the mind-over-matter-ing that I've been doing.  It is life. It is time. And the passage of both with the notion that we will run out of them surrounded by noting but our little-ness creates this unescapable constant feeling of stress and overwhelminess.  The constant demands of our modern life makes our eternal very human dream of self-actualization un-attainble. And while we are stuck in the vicious cycles of these demands trying to achieve the life of our dreams, we fail to climb up Maslow's hierarchy of needs. we live, we may or may not achieve our goals, we die. But how many of us complete their lives and not just end it? Will I sit on my death bed today, next month or 40 years from now and fe