9-11, 9-12, 9-13, 9-14, 9-15…

Posted by: Fats in: What and Why

Plenty of odds today, one of which was missing my cousin’s birthday simply because I was still in bed feeling unwell. Also, nearly missed my medicine for the day and got reminded only because I was freaking out. Being reminded of society’s discrimminatory behaviour in terms of education, proficiency of the English language, and sexual preference, also all contributed to a strange surreal rather painful day.

However, in the midst of all these, the rare exemplary kindness can easily stand-out. If and when they do make their presence felt. Because often, perhaps because of the pain, they do not. If I can just hold on to that presence for a while more.

Raining today, at 3 in the morning. I got woken up by something, perhaps an empty stomach. Perhaps I should stay home today and finish some writing.

PS. If they commemorated the U.S.-led terrorism on the people of Iraq, they’d have 9-11, 9-12, 9-13, 9-14, 9-15… but it seems that in global America, the people in Iraq are less human than those in the WTC building.

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