I have thought long and hard before writing this one. I've sat on it ever since we discussed the George Flyod brutality at home. Whatever happened was ghastly and something that could make one lose hope in humanity. But the sheer fact that the whole world is protesting against this horrible act is proof that there's still hope.
It's with us but we don't recognize it. We know it but we don't want to acknowledge it. We want to be hush and not name it. A silent crisis, we rather not discuss. So it takes the upper hand and eats us from within. Rejoicing with every little win. The dreaded 'D' comes in... Continue Reading →
For centuries we have been taught that 'sharing is caring'. We as parents, teachers and elders are always trying to teach our young ones to share their possessions, that sharing shows you care for that person. We teach them vice versa as well. Caring for someone means that you place those people above every other... Continue Reading →