of the human acts has arrived to a point where Mother Nature can only
sit by and watch. Temperament so evocative and warm the climate has
brought forth and relentless that driven us so mad. Have we not have
had the heart to simmer down our thoughts to climate change. So
apparent that each subject in all nations is restricted from stepping
out of our homes. Once a home called a home but when during lockdown,
we called it a doom, a boredom, a troubled mess we long not to stay
any longer within.
it can be as science today unveils the truth behind the mask of
conoravirus - a transmittable disease that could destroy and take
lives after lives. Do we have a heart not lending our poor listening
ears to our nature? Why downplay this worldly challenge when we have
the opportunity to repent and submit ourselves to God? Are we
fighting against God’s will and dismiss what once this heavenly
earth has offered us? Comfort, love and passion, we have forgotten
how science and mathematics play such an important role in putting us
on the right track as human beings.
I read another opinion written by Marina Hyde from Guardian in The
UK. She stated that the prime minister ‘Mr Johnson has decided
the virus is a “mugger.’ Vexing is our present situation
but rightfully we own our lives to our compassionate earth - have we
not been a mugger during our tough times in the past. Haven’t
history in civil and religion wars taught us to be more tolerant and
understanding of our own human nature.
closest war we have in time, Mujahideen fighting for the glory of
their beliefs that their faith will save them out from misery. The
other side of the continent couldn’t understand why they are so
strong headed in their missionary while we ourselves forget we owe
mother nature a great deal of apology for over spending power and
authority over weapons.
our backs against science and proper use of language and knowledge
have caused quite a stir, only if we emphasized our inner prayers
towards the end of human kinds. Fiction and non fiction, whether
written in contextual meanings leaving us thinking life on earth is a
part of our journey that has not taught us to be vulnerable to our
own individual acts. Nature, such as well planted trees, flowers and
all beautiful creations from God, has he not forgiven our sins?
today, we are fighting to redeem our pride and ego. We are fighting
to regain our heavenly status on this very planet. We have doubts
during times of crisis. We trust no one, not even our loved ones
sleeping next to our beds. Are you infected? The question roams the
fears underlying our emotional drives of nothing but fear. Our palms
sweat in the midst when scientists mentioned in newspapers so recent
that vaccine is on its way. How true? We are all kept in the dark.
Should we rely on science or on our own evil deeds to realize what
it’s needed done is to compromise for a little more.
around us, we have forgotten how God loves us so deeply that he
allows our mistakes to be our teacher, not him. We choose not to
listen because he gives commands that sound like thunder. We forbid
children from learning from some other veterans for fear God
interferes. God has not played foul in our daily events. Take a look
at the death tolls that spin around across the globe, no one is
spared if we hid our utmost deepest feelings to this planets’
achievement. What are your children’s dreams? Are these dreams
once more a possessive ones that long ago we as a child share with
nations, parents and the world?
such a word shares the beauty of narcissus and daffodil - but in the
mirror of suffering men, we have not attempted to endure the other
contrasting meaning of it. Fight - seems to be in our blood. Like a
sword that freely stabs into the heart of Mother Nature, condemning
her as evil and soulless when bring forth such a human affair to her
court of justice.
disturbing news ransacked my peace a week ago and I thought to
myself, what happens to the sick ones who endure for so long are to
smile and agree to Mother Nature - You have done it right this time.
He was waiting for a bypass, Hunter Davies, another English patient
quietly put up with the hospital waiting list while on the other side
of the world, we protested to get out of our homes and resumed our
is 2020 and we have heard rumors and stories and scientific facts
that the world is coming close to an apocalypse. In our own selfish
approach to this underlying concept, we shut down people who further
exemplify it. We call them the evil souls for we hold only one
principle in our hearts - vengeance.
the most recent New Yorker Daily Shouts ‘Hunkering Down With
Eddy’ by Cathy Malkasian, it illustrates how well we handle
crisis as such. Mother Nature has forbidden us to move around like
freeman who holds his head high up as if he is free from crimes.
Forbidden City in China continues to be the highlight of conoravirus
are so many topics and subjects we have not taught our children well
enough to survive in this impetuosity era of time. Despondence it
might seem upon the education system we have globally; but on the
other side of the coin, a small fraction of us has been instilled the
righteousness and courage we should strive forward to make a
difference in the world.
home we once called, framed with good and bad memories of past and
present. History and documentary channels have provided us so much
resources that groom us to be a better citizen of tomorrow. Our homes
today have called for us to think better of our next generation. If
we survived the second wave, we shan’t call ourselves the hero
and beg for prizes; indeed, this is a challenge we ought to face no
matter how tough it may seem. Home shall redefine its purpose in its
new resurgence in time and we as mankind shall obey and seek for
truth in no matter what fields that interest us.
I have a brief stint with the
national paper (The Star)
but since after I have been an English teacher and work in various
industries before I resign myself from the corporate working
environment and focus on writing. So far, I have yet to publish any
significant short stories and essays as I am working hard to get
myself published on literary and other fiction magazines. I do own a
blog that talks about my pets - KC Chan Wing Haw (WIX), however, of
course, the idea is not to get paid but mainly to put out some of
thoughts about animals and the world.
of the message
won't know where to send it.)
Another story by KC
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