I'll go along with the tangent, because frankly the story just made me and Ms. Ragu cry.
I have my theory about the world. I think there is a total ying-yang thing that ties together everything. Just as in Newton's physics, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, I have guessed that our world is built around that as a common principle. The opposing actions might not be directly traceable to each other in ways that we are capable of comprehending, but they exist nonetheless in a way that ties together nicely if you have a bird's eye view of the big picture. We just don't.
You can apply it to anything. If there is good, there is evil. If there is happiness, there is sadness. If there are winners, there are losers. And so on.
It makes perfect sense to me, too, because while some people say "What kind of god would allow. .." (and I am completely agnostic, so I really don't think that way), I think that we can't experience life without the things we find difficult, in addition to the joys. How can you truly understand what happiness is, unless you know sadness? How can you recognize the extraordinary, if you haven't known mediocrity.
I know my theory isn't that novel. People have come up with that kind of cosmic guess before me and have fleshed it out to varying degrees. But it is something I have thought a lot about.