kafkaesque but different
sometimes i think my family failed. it just failed in its duties even to provide basic amenities like we are unable to drink fresh water. there is even less than what maybe called bare minimum.
but i dont understand what is bare minimum , is it really their mistake or is it just that , are they burdened with their families as i think i am burdened with my family or why there are several families i mean a lot of , which i guess failed .
whose failure is this, or is it my expectations or is it because of our contemporary times that everything feels less even though is it sufficient, is it the nature of where i live or people are ignorant or people are innocent that they never imagine such outcomes.
at the end, it just feels not awkward but absurd and different.
So have gratitude for even one ounce you have of anything.
what we can do is just keep walking , keep doing things and accepting; and try to change the situations with a good intent behind, in a long run.
edit : now i feel pity on my family members rather than angry on them as i started to see them as individual who failed somehow.
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