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Ignorance is bliss

What do you do when you are faced with a sight that make your forehead crinkled?

I turned away.

I remembered seeing a beggar with a child, the woman is soothing the child from crying. One part of you ... you wish to help, to give some money to help so the child could eat. One part of you ... feel angry as why would this woman be here, is there some kind of explanation, if there is some evil organization that deemed its necessary to get money from charitable people by exploiting a woman and her children and why would people do such a thing.

One part of you... you look away, it maybe that you feel helpless, maybe that you feel pointless, or maybe you wish you didn't see it at all. But you don't dig deeper for the feeling. As for sure, after 10 minutes you are walking, the drive home, the things you need to buy... all about your wonderful self-need / self-want would drive away these feeling of guilt or helplessness.

As what I did when I see a headline on yet another news of global warming. I wish I didn't see it. I don't wish to know it. But I clicked it anyway. I mean... what exactly can we do about it?

Then I close the window and open another window of Eonline.

Comments

eonline? i like tmz and WWTDD. they are full of funny stories on entertaintment.

back to the topic in discussion;

my hati is lembut. i can't stand the sight of begging kids and blind man selling tissue paper. i know deep down inside some of them are just scam artists. but 1/5 could be the real deal so everytime i plonk down 2 ringgit in their donation tray i hope i gave it to the real miskin fella.

it's the small lies i tell myself so that i can function properly. too much thinking can sometime lead to depression. keep on asking myself why is god so cruel to some people? i know i know i'm not suppose to question his way of running the world but i just can't help it.
Dils said…
I loike Eonline. Because it have some wonderful spoilers from my fav TV shows. Hahaha.

Sometimes I gave to them.. sometimes I don't. Though I do kinda abhor the one yg foreign looking kids duk menayang yaasin ke sana ke sini... Even the shop people are helpless against em as they will shout and scream like they had been beaten when people ask them to leave or force them to leave.

Nuffnang

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