1. How do things we do when no one is watching define who we are? Are those moments the “real” us, if that even means anything? [For a very simplified example, think picking your nose]. ( An interesting film: Death and the Maiden by Roman Polanski; not about picking your nose)
2.What is “sharm”? I disagree with the person who translated Salman Rushdie’s “shame” into Farsi and called it “sharm”. Sharm is not shame.
Sharm can be kind. Shame, not so much.
Shame is built up. It is a feeling you develop based on a thought.
Sharm, on the hand, is sudden. It just wraps herself around you, like silk, for a moment and disappears once you become conscious of it.
But what IS sharm?
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