A collection of poems, short stories/essays about life and love, opinions on things i witness everyday. This blog may tell your story, my story= our story; my concern, your concern=our concern.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Lost
Today while i was cleaning our living room a bee entered through our balcony door. i just let it flew around as long as it wouldn't come near me. Maybe it just wanted to see what is inside our home, the problem is when it tried to get out it flew through the glass wall, could it be that bees have vision problem? It keep bumping on the wall but still forced itself out. Of course it couldn't, it will just hurt itself. Crazy and not thinking.
I wanted to help the poor creature out but i am scared to be stung so i just let it find its way, it has find its way in, it should be able to find it's way out.
Come to think of it, aren't we sometimes like this bee? We know its not right but we still keep on insisting on things. We know will get hurt but we always choose that path. And most of the time we take life as an adventure and we make a mess out of it, we expect other people to pull us out.
People reacted to us the way a did, I can't be bothered with your predicament,i have my own things to attend to. selfish as it may seem i am not excused to this kind of attitude. While other asks our help, we don't care, we will only act if things get out of control and sometimes our actions becomes futile.
What has become of compassion then? This bee didn't just gave me a good subject for photography, it also help me realize that as a human we need to care to others in need and give help freely while the beneficiary can still enjoy it not when it is too late.
What happened to the bee? It die, someone hit it with a swatter. I tried to stop her from doing it but my caution came too late. I was planning to guide it out but i was a step behind.
Lost
Today while i was cleaning our living room a bee entered through our balcony door. i just let it flew around as long as it wouldn't come near me. Maybe it just wanted to see what is inside our home, the problem is when it tried to get out it flew through the glass wall, could it be that bees have vision problem? It keep bumping on the wall but still forced itself out. Of course it couldn't, it will just hurt itself. Crazy and not thinking.
I wanted to help the poor creature out but i am scared to be stung so i just let it find its way, it has find its way in, it should be able to find it's way out.
Come to think of it, aren't we sometimes like this bee? We know its not right but we still keep on insisting on things. We know will get hurt but we always choose that path. And most of the time we take life as an adventure and we make a mess out of it, we expect other people to pull us out.
People reacted to us the way a did, I can't be bothered with your predicament,i have my own things to attend to. selfish as it may seem i am not excused to this kind of attitude. While other asks our help, we don't care, we will only act if things get out of control and sometimes our actions becomes futile.
What has become of compassion then? This bee didn't just gave me a good subject for photography, it also help me realize that as a human we need to care to others in need and give help freely while the beneficiary can still enjoy it not when it is too late.
What happened to the bee? It die, someone hit it with a swatter. I tried to stop her from doing it but my caution came too late. I was planning to guide it out but i was a step behind.
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