Some respect, some compassion, please!!!

Getting back to writing after a long break is tough. The thought of writing again is easy to come by - that happens every time I see a good article, a blog, a movie or a book that I think is good to write a review about. But the act of peacefully sitting at a comfortable study ambient to thoughts - is a difficult thing to do. More so is to continue writing, and to not get carried away by pastimes that I would right now underrate so as to prove that I am really hooked to writing - pastimes such as playing football (not the American one) or watching Futurama. After a long gap, I made it this time!

Cocoa worker [Image courtesy: www.wikipedia.org]

I came across an article that was about the cocoa farmers in the Ivory Coast. They are the largest producers  of cocoa in the world, and yet chocolates are said to be very very expensive in the Ivory Coast, and hardly available. All of us would love to have a chocolate irrespective of the time of any day. We want the best chocolates, the most expensive food, the most luxurious car - in brief, a luxurious life, or prosperous, as we say when we wish each other. Well, we are not prospering, we are in a downfall. The world has lost its peace and is probably already at a point of no return, and Gaza could be a mirage where we see reflections of near future. The world is metamorphosing - to a hell. We have lost humanity - we care the least about resources - we don't turn off the lights when we don't need them, we litter in public, we destroy public property. We don't care about the people who restore order, and even if we knew, pretend that we don't, and we continue restoring disorder. And then we boast we are social animals - intelligent, politically sound, and future builders. How ironical! A small comfort zone and we are the biggest hedonists, spitting contempt on fellow people whom we call filthy. Man's quest for symbols of his heights and glory are in fact leading him to building his tomb stones. On the other side of every glorified symbol is a dark, sad story of mankind torturing mankind. This article about the preparations in Qatar for the FIFA Football World Cup 2022 is only an example.

My cries for demanding some respect for people who seek some order in life might be lost in the madness of the majority, but the solution is definitely not to stop crying. Neither is it to cry. Have a determination such as that of Howard Roark's, and be collectivistic - hard to get these two traits along, but that's what the day needs from each one of us. 

Whoa! From Ivorian cocoa to collectivism. That was a good connection, I feel accomplished!