Sunday, June 23, 2013

My bit

Last week I was depressed. I mean depressed. But then this week I was extremely happy. Well most of the time anyways. See you would think that depression would hit me bad but then I shrug it off and continue. But there is thing really on my mind.
In the North India there is a huge flood. A huge flood that has killed thousands of people. Left several more homeless and often hopeless. India is waiting with bated breath to learn the extent of the disaster. And the epicenter of the disaster is a holy place called Kedarnath. Most of the people were pilgrims and tourists. Roads disappearing as though they never existed. I was glued to the television watching three storeyed buildings getting washed away as though they were my baby brother's building blocks. Only they weren't. And they had people in them. Real people with dreams and hopes and people waiting for them at home. And right now dumb politicians are fighting about why so-and-so hasn't done anything and making tasteless remarks about the disaster stricken area. I was shocked. I sat, mouth wide open. People are dying, dead and they're fighting like toddlers? I couldn't believe the leaders of my country.
I shudder, it could have been me. It could have been anybody I care about. Right now, I don't know anybody there but if I did I know how painful it would be. I have been screaming at my best friend (through a phone so old it probably was owned by a caveman.  Ugh, here I am complaining about my life when I am talking about a disaster) that we had to do something. She very sensibly and diplomatically replied, 'We can't.' Two words but the complete realty. What the hell can a 13 year old living a million miles away from where the disaster happened do? So I decided to write about it. To let the world know. I can scream about and let the world pray. I can pray alongside. I won't sit idle. I will help. I have to help. I have helped. 'Sib ntsib dua'. (Hmong)

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