Let me take you to a unique destination called Spirit Museum, in Stockholm. Cheers to everybody!!
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One of the unique things of memory is, it comes back often. Sometimes it makes us happy, sometimes we become melancholic and often it inspires. My string of memories binds all the inspiring reminiscences with tender care and nurtures it passionately. It often surfaces amidst the labyrinths of my mind, enlivens me when I feel down, rendering me refreshed with utmost zeal to acquire knowledge, more and more.
We all remember Bohr’s atomic model, that we studied in Chemistry during our school days. Professor Neils Bohr, who won the Nobel prize in 1922 for discovering the fundamental structure and character of the atom, its components and how they interact, was a Danish citizen. When I arrived in Copenhagen, visiting The Neils Bohr Institute undoubtedly topped our priority list.
Sometimes the concatenation of time, place, the surroundings, the people around and experiences results in unsolved contradictions when compared with our expectations. Our minds start to delve in a veritable labyrinth of despair. I am cognizant of the fact that these contradictions are passing ripples which fade away with time. Perhaps perseverance could be our greatest asset and patience could be the lovely antidote to our restless minds. When I come across such situations, the quest for tranquility becomes the need of the hour. The best resort to retreat is nature undoubtedly.
It was a perfect day to explore Copenhagen in Denmark and visit its symbol – the Little Mermaid statue! The sun was shining bright and had spread a crimson glow all over to melt one’s heart and infuse life within.
While I was going through different works of so many Nobel peace prize winners inside the Nobel Peace Center in Oslo, Norway, I was astonished. In 1958, H.F.Harlow, an American psychologist showed in his experiment that a monkey preferred the warm touch of a covered wire-frame more than nutrition. A comforting surrogate cloth mother and a nurturing surrogate wire mother were created by placing a light bulb behind the cloth mother and attaching a bottle with milk to the wire mother.
It was a quiet holiday morning in a small town surrounded by lush green mountains on one side and a beautiful lake on the other. I was taking a stroll through the bending roads. The calmness of the road was occasionally broken by the sound of chirping birds. It was not chilling cold, but I had to put on a light jacket. The cloud covered sky was waiting for the raindrops. The brightly colored triangular shaped houses were enhancing the charm.
When I visited Stockholm the first thing in my mind was to visit the Nobel Museum. It was a pilgrimage for me.