Dreams and disaster

You never too old to set another goal or a dream a new dream- C. S. Lewis

It was gym and I was standing alone when I overheard some people talking. I glance at them and saw pictures and writings in a book. The pictures are beautiful and the script writing...I bet it is better than mine. The owner of the book was a girl, showing her works to her friends. She is not boasting apparently. I think she was working on it when someone said, "Hey, look at that!"

With an awe, someone ask her, "What you are going to be when you grow up?"

I really should have kept my mouth shut, but I am stupid and childish. I shouted enthusiastically, "A journalist!"

Then, the girl look at me weirdly. Suddenly, I realized my stupid action and tried to hid my face. I am so stupid. But, I saw the girl's eye flicker and she smile. She raised her fist and I know instantly. I fist bum her. 

"Yes, I want to be a journalist, but my father want me to be something else," she said. I detect the sadness in her voice.

Well, it may look imaginative but no, this really happen at my school. I felt so sad for her, you know. She had a broken dream. A dream that could never be achieved because of her father. She has the right to be what she want to be. 

Apparently, Malaysia doesn't have a lot of choices, you see. The schools are built to make students become millionaires, businessmen, doctors, and you know, those people who get big bucks and great reputation. The schools here doesn't built for creative minds and for students who wants to be what they wanted to be or want to do. 

I'm broken heart, you see. I see too many sad faces here. I see too many broken dreamers, too many forceful dreams, too many give up people. I cannot stand it. I wish they could see light and see how they can achieved their dreams. Their real dreams, not parent's dreams.

Here's  a youtube video for you guys to hear. He is my favorite!

                                     

US people, be thankful of your education. Some people here doesn't get education at all.

Peace out,

Wish Well Wisher.

What should we do?

About right now more than 3000 people are dead in Egypt.
Not like you guys don't know but it is good to tell what had been told again and again. For me, at least. This fact is been told in the worldwide news and must have show in your Facebook pages. Is it true for you guys? It is true for me.

I felt like this thing kept happening. You know, killing people. Like it had been there since we came to Earth. You heard people kill this and that. People kill animals, the Earth, the species and themselves. If you have heart, you will feel pity. But, as it the news goes by, it slowly wane away. Soon, you forget and life goes on.
Right? Is it true for you?

So, about those people who are dead in Egypt, what are you going to do about it?
Nothing as usual. Wait until the news goes by. Felt pity for them. Give a little bit of money to send to the refugees.
Kind of right?
Well, I felt like that. My truth, really. To me, whoever die in Egypt is in for a treat because they will have a safe passage to heaven. This is my opinion and you don't need to follow it. You guys can think whatever you guys want. Anyway, my real reason of writing this is not about religion.
Of course, many people die in Egypt. But, what about the people in other parts of the world? As far as I know, there are people in Africa and India dying right now because of malnutrition, diseases and of course, war. Not like the news care.
Do you care?

A reminder for all of us to care for the world for once. And about the government killing its own people in Egypt, a stupid act, I say. The government must be son of bitches to kill their own people. And, both sides are the same religion right? Same like Syria, killing people who had the same religion as their own. Stupid, I say.

I don't blame the news about  them don't report the people who had died because of malnutrition or stuff like that. It is their decency to report what is important.
Sometimes I felt like I write stupid things too.
Wish Well Wisher.    

Without rain

Have you ever questioned the rain?
Questioned why it come?
Questioned why it goes?
Questioned what it brings?
Questioned why it brings?

Oh, rain,
rain that comes and goes,
rain that brings harvest and plants,
rain that brings flood and kill your love ones,
You have questioned the mankind,
The mankind ask why and how,
The mankind ask what and now.

True, rain is powerful,
True, rain is a killer,
But, mankind, oh mankind,
rain had given us many.
How can we survive without rain?
Without rain,
You die or suffer,
Without rain,
You won't exist in this world,
And, felt love,
given by the rain.

So, be thankful.

Sincerely,
Wish Well Wisher