It seems to be a bad time for earth in general. We have natural disasters happening on an unprecedented scale. There is an ideological warfare with terrorists which seems hard to win. At least not in the way the Americans are trying to do with brute force. And economic rise and falls are causing people to hit unexpected bad times. America and Europe are facing hard times. So are we in Singapore. Yes, the GDP looks good and MNCs are making money, but the man in the street is not.
In this season of turmoil, do my dreams matter? They only matter to me. I watch television and see American's Next Top Model next to pictures of people dying in Pakistan and Guatemala. Those inflated egos and dramatised situations look a little hollow in the face of Mother Nature's fury.
Strange, but I feel a little guilty living in the comfort of Singapore. Not that I want to face a natural disaster or even dengue for that matter. Things do not go the way I want them to. I like every other service provider faces logistics problems and plain bad luck. Still, these things look small compared to having your entire house fall in front of your face and your family buried with it. And then winter is coming without any shelter.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I am thankful that I have the chance to dream. I am lucky that I have food to eat and a roof over my head. Like so many people aspiring to be the best, to be world famous, I forget that surviving daily is a success in itself. :)
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Well put, NH!
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