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ONLINE discussion : Ancient vs Modern: Isn't it stupid to think who is better?


Instruction Given by Teacher:

     Read attached writeup from Chitralekha magazine.

       Isn't it true that such writings which narrowly focuses on "Who is better?" conditions our mind to think of "comparison"  always in terms of 'good and bad?. Isn't it true that such conditioning narrows our thinking? We are unable to restore connection between the past and the present when we see things as antithesis to each other.  We always think that one should be better than the Other. The idea of mutual coexistence ceases to exist in our mind and thus we fail to coexist with difference.
       The writer would have read Dryden's Essay to understand an important point to keep in mind while we "compare".
"Discussion of Ancient and Modern shud not be for who is better, it should be more filename tally about how "history" itself functioned and should be read, thus it should be about the relationship between past ans present, humanity and nature, and human understanding and knowledge."
What is your opinion about this two viewpoint?
It would be good if you support your argument with personal or general real life experiences


My Answer:

      My thought about ancient v/s modern that I think both are very important.But I write about both ancient and modern time situation. By design,man has always received information from the world outside of himself through his sense,However in Ancient times the sense of man were limited in what they could experience by the local environment.

    Ex-.Ancient time without photographs and with drawings and paintings rare man's visual input was limited to the sights of his immediate surrounding.
-Modern time technology allows almost anyone to have almost any type of visual input,regardless of their environment.
      Today such limitations are far less.

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