Will Humans Be Robots? - NewsMakers

Life is like a closet in which nature, under its autonomous system, folds the memories of our past. Whenever we look inside this closet, good and bad memories come before our eyes. It is not possible that if we open the window of our past, only cold winds will come, even warm air may burn our faces because life is a collection of good and bad memories that make us laugh even when we cry. I vividly remember the days of my childhood when my grandfather would cough loudly at the door before entering the house and my mother would hide her face to see him. It happened every day and I had to think every time as to why my mother hid her face before my grandfather, though he was a gentleman.