Annis remembered that she was fascinated in her childhood with the idea that God sees her, and sees her without stopping. At that time, I was undoubtedly felt that pleasure, that strange pleasure that humans feel because they see, they see a hatred of them, see in their intimate moments, see and be prepared by looking, her mother, and she is the believer, says to her "God sees you", hoping that she will carry her on Abandoning the habit of lying, biting the nails and jaming the fingers in the nose, but the opposite is Which was happening. Annis was imagining God and showing him what she does specifically when she used these bad habits, or in the moments that caused shame to cause
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Annis recalled her childhood fascination with the concept of God's omnipresence, reflecting on how it stirred a mix of anxiety and intrigue within her. Her mother, a devout believer, often reminded her that "God sees you," hoping it would steer her away from her bad habits like lying and nail-biting. Instead of feeling deterred, Annis found herself imagining God witnessing her in her most shameful moments, experiencing a strange pleasure in the idea of being watched.

This revelation points to the complex relationship between belief and behavior, as Annis's desire for divine scrutiny did not yield the moral guidance her mother intended. Instead of encouraging discipline, this awareness awakened a deeper exploration of her flaws, leading her to confront the emotions tied to her actions. Kundera’s narrative invites readers to reflect on the paradox of seeking acknowledgment from a higher power while battling personal shortcomings.

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