Sunday, May 04, 2008

Just a thought

Home
Food on the kitchen table
Friends to hang out with
Parents
Stacks of old, worn out but comfortable clothes
Computer, idiot box, mobile phone
Exam's done
Holiday
Loved

Not every child, man and woman has the opportunity to tick every box above like me and you. Some might not even know what does the last checkbox meant, while most died fighting for it.

Sunday mornings are incomplete without the newspaper - but it isn't like how it used to be anymore. In this world that is overrun with madness, superficiality and deceits; the familiar stack of papers no more conventionally printed in mostly black and white has, in fact, lost its familiarity to the eyes and thumbs. It is so overflowed with anger, unanswered woes and silent cries; pictures of illusive handshakes between politicians, plead of a helpless mother to feed her children, wail of a small boy in a rubble-filled house among the distant sound of bombs and artilleries.

What if,

We spare a thought for those who are scavenging for food on the street each time we are stuffing ourselves all round the clock
We spare a thought for the homeless while under the security of our sheltered home from the piercing heat and blistering cold

We spare a thought for a girl who yearns to be an astronaut in Namibia although she is HIV+ while we are not even dreaming to become anything
We spare a thought for an orphan who never experience the love from his parents while we are taking ours for granted
We spare a thought for Aqtar who is supposed to be holding books and pencils instead of a rifle when we are hating exams
We spare a thought for the Indians and Cambodians living in slum deprived of necessities while we are spending unreasonably in Starhill and Pavilion
We spare a thought for our children when we are disposing our rubbish
We spare a thought for others while we are lamenting and blaming the miseries of our lives

What if we just take a few brief seconds to spare a thought...

I am sure the newspaper can bring smile to every readers with pictures that look brighter and words of deeper meanings and higher inspirations like before. A minuscule thought might look unimportant and negligible only if you stop believing in it. Every success begins with a thought that reinvents itself into a possibility which thrives all odds. The world can also be change with only a thought no doubt.

Help me to make my Sunday mornings better, and for others.

Only a few brief seconds.
Only a thought.

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2 Comments:

At 2:52 pm , Blogger Më| §zë said...

Aw...

What if..
We spare a bit of time to help the strays on the streets?
We volunteer for SPCA or PAWS cos the animals need us too?

You really think things out..... But you're usually right...

 
At 9:45 pm , Blogger ~*~AnGeL oF sArCaSm~*~ said...

boycott the local newspapers !!!


btw, june's subsciption for the star is rm12.60. Gotta pay michael asap...

 

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