such a trajedy
I guess this is the place to say it . I mean..this is my journal and I should be free to talk about anything I feel like without worrying about anything. I guess I will just talk about the crisis in South Asia. It's digging away at my heart everytime I read a story or even THINK about the plight of the families and children back home.
I call it home because I'm from Kerala which is in South India. Kerala didn't get hit that back compared to other places but a few hundred are dead and my family is safe. And for that I'm thanking God so much. I'm thankful that my dad brought in the last few years a lot of his family over to America to live because to be hit by a disaster in India is something that I think most people could not imagine. My familiiy in India is poor..in fact I would be safe in saying that most people in India are poor. Their middle class is our poverty....their homes are small and to have a real FLOOR is an achievement. My cousins just recently got electricity. How insane is that? I go there every few years and it's a total reality check for me. Toilets are non existent, we don't shower but boil water and use a bucket, if you want chicken..you have to kill it. I hate going there because I tend to stop going to the bathroom and get seriously sick and the mosquitoes tend to eat you alive. But I think if I stop going I will end up too comfortable with life as it is now. I end up being the person I hate and I feel am becoming right now...selfish, stubborn, stupid...a modern Westerner. I am probably going to India next year...I hope it helps this downward cycle of self- indulgence I've been carrying on. The holiday season does that to me everytime.
I know that a disaster like this is only the beginning. The homes of most people in India are shanties. Literally put together by spare pieces and parts. They were already living on the edge of ...life..or should I say death. To put destroyed like this is their death sentance. Relief will come but will it be enough? I mean...whole nations are practically gone...Sending Jeb Bush over won't do as much as Dubya would like to think. I dunno...it's just so sad and hopeless in my mind. I feel as if the world is not hearing their cries..I just read in the paper this morning about how Tourists were arriving in Thailand to spend New Years and they were complaining about the views and champagne and crap like that. ?!?!?!?! I got so angry..you people are lying on the beach where thousands have died? Have you no sense of decency? I believe with all my heart that if a Western nation were hit by a tragedy like this...people would act totally different.
I am glad that people are donating money and supplies and I will pray for these workers that their efforts will only lead to success. God bless them.
It's just so tiring...but I will keep praying and live my life however futile it may be as the best as I can. The people in South Asia are tough because they have fought their whole lives to live and I know they will pull through somehow.
Happy New Years everybody...remember to keep things in perspective and tell your loved ones that they are amazing as many times as you can.
I call it home because I'm from Kerala which is in South India. Kerala didn't get hit that back compared to other places but a few hundred are dead and my family is safe. And for that I'm thanking God so much. I'm thankful that my dad brought in the last few years a lot of his family over to America to live because to be hit by a disaster in India is something that I think most people could not imagine. My familiiy in India is poor..in fact I would be safe in saying that most people in India are poor. Their middle class is our poverty....their homes are small and to have a real FLOOR is an achievement. My cousins just recently got electricity. How insane is that? I go there every few years and it's a total reality check for me. Toilets are non existent, we don't shower but boil water and use a bucket, if you want chicken..you have to kill it. I hate going there because I tend to stop going to the bathroom and get seriously sick and the mosquitoes tend to eat you alive. But I think if I stop going I will end up too comfortable with life as it is now. I end up being the person I hate and I feel am becoming right now...selfish, stubborn, stupid...a modern Westerner. I am probably going to India next year...I hope it helps this downward cycle of self- indulgence I've been carrying on. The holiday season does that to me everytime.
I know that a disaster like this is only the beginning. The homes of most people in India are shanties. Literally put together by spare pieces and parts. They were already living on the edge of ...life..or should I say death. To put destroyed like this is their death sentance. Relief will come but will it be enough? I mean...whole nations are practically gone...Sending Jeb Bush over won't do as much as Dubya would like to think. I dunno...it's just so sad and hopeless in my mind. I feel as if the world is not hearing their cries..I just read in the paper this morning about how Tourists were arriving in Thailand to spend New Years and they were complaining about the views and champagne and crap like that. ?!?!?!?! I got so angry..you people are lying on the beach where thousands have died? Have you no sense of decency? I believe with all my heart that if a Western nation were hit by a tragedy like this...people would act totally different.
I am glad that people are donating money and supplies and I will pray for these workers that their efforts will only lead to success. God bless them.
It's just so tiring...but I will keep praying and live my life however futile it may be as the best as I can. The people in South Asia are tough because they have fought their whole lives to live and I know they will pull through somehow.
Happy New Years everybody...remember to keep things in perspective and tell your loved ones that they are amazing as many times as you can.