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THE AUTOPSY OF UNSPENT LOVE
PART IV: THE REHABILITATION
Chapter 22: The Cellular Alarm
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In the clinic, Dr. Farah was seeing a new kind of patient. They weren’t coming for pills. They were coming for permission. "I feel like I’m going crazy," a young medical student told her. "I don’t want to compete anymore. I don’t want to be the topper if it means I have to ignore my grandmother. Is that wrong? Am I losing my ambition?" "No," Dr. Farah said, writing on her pad. "You are finding your sanity." She explained the concept of Cellular Memory. "Imagine your DNA is a library," she told the student. "For the last twenty years, you have been reading books from the 'Western Individualism' section. 'Me first.' 'My boundaries.' 'My success.' But deep down, in the mitochondria of your cells, there is an older section. The Indian section. It says, 'Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam'—the world is one family. It says, 'Seva Paramo Dharma'—service is the highest duty." She leaned forward. "Your anxiety is not a sickness. It is your cells rejecting a foreign virus. The virus of 'I'. Your body remembers how to be 'We'. It is waiting for you to catch up."
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