"We all belong to one family.
We love and we laugh.
We hurt and we cry.
We live... and we die."
The voice of an 11 year old aids virus carrier, speaking for 'all the maligned and marginalised of the earth.'

his plight and his fate can be read in this months' issue of readers' digest. *pauses*

it takes stories like that to open my eyes to how we always take our health for granted.
unfortunately, upon reading these sorts of articles, our senses are only vulnerable for a short period. because after all, we exist in a different realm from those characters, and slowly but surely, we become blinded and priorities shift all over again.

last night, i walked out to the dining table last night and coincided with the images showing on channel news asia regarding the teenage boy drowned while fishing. his body was found and his family had to go through that standard formal procedure to identify him. standard, but heartbreaking. every parent's nightmare which unfortunately came true for this mother.

have you ever imagined yourself in that situation?

the wail of his mother was so heart wrenching, it was as though she wasnt on tv at all, but captivates you to a point where for that second you are a spectator to the exact moment. but somehow no matter how sensitive and empathising you are, or how creative your imagination is, your depth of emotions can never be a replica of those directly impacted.

yes, it's issues like that which wake you up to how lucky you are.
yet it's old knowledge that have been recited over and over again.

but as i've always said, knowledge without active application is useless.

maybe when we open our eyes, we should make and effort never to sleep again.

god bless them.