Monday, December 03, 2007

Those who have watched the Jap drama, 1 Litre of Tears would know who is Ikeuchi Aya.
Those who attended secondary school with me would know who Shin Ming is.

I suddenly realised that i am such an asshole, so caught up in my tiny narrow world that whatever problems i am facing now, they are so insignificant, so minute compared to the ones Aya-san and Shin Ming face. The very fact that i can walk, run and talk is a blessing itself. Why am i still complaining when there are people who can't even do things according to their wishes?

It saddens me whenever i realise that their illness is incurable. Incurable is one thing. The very fact that the illness is slowly draining their life away is something i could not accept. Why are there illnesses that eat away our body yet leaving our consciousness intact?

It is cruel, really cruel...