by Araniyar Isukul

Created on: June 01, 2009

Each day when I wake up, I find a few moments to spend a bit of quiet time with myself to be grateful for the little blessings that come my way, such simple blessings I think we take for granted each day. That I wake up well and healthy, that I have a roof over my head, that I am doing something I enjoy and I love to do, that I have friends and family who love me and who care for me. That life is meaningful for me because of the relationships I have in my life, that I cherish, that I nurture and I spend time to develop.

The paradox or the interesting thing that happens when I switch on the television, the news tells me of the madness in the world, the global financial melt down, the collapse of the automobile industries in the US, with thousands of people facing an uncertain future in General Motors and Chrysler; the news goes on about the how the credit crunch is affecting the lives of people, many people I will never know are having the most difficult times of their lives, the news goes on, the wars in Afghanistan, the fighting in Iraq, British and American soldiers loosing their lives.

I find it difficult to comprehend this paradox, I find it difficult to accept the picture the media creates, each morning when I wake up, I tune on the television, the news is not much different from the previous day, the intense fear, and panic that the media lets out each morning gives me a scare and panic. It tells of world that is out of control, a world that is at perpetual war, a world that is full and disease and illness. This is true, but it is not the whole truth, it is just but a partial truth, and I think each and everyone of us would have a better grasp of these madness and be better able to put it in perspective it we are told of the other side of the story.

The other side of the story for me, is the untold story of kindness, of love of joy, each time there are wars and fighting, there is the story of charitable organizations who go out to help the injured, the hungry, the sick and the poor, each time you have one person loose a home, there are also stories of couples who have given up their second home, or made a room in their home for persons without a home. Each time you here one person killed; there is also a story of a little child being saved from a dangerous situation.

Each and everyone of us has a choice, to believe that life may have pockets of madness, but we do know deep down in our hearts, the world is not always mad, the world is a peaceful too, the world is not always full of hate, the world is full of love.

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