Nikos' Blog

I have frequently wondered why humans find it easy, most times, to take others for granted. It just seems like second nature to some folks. A lot of crap is hidden under the big umbrella of human rights and I am forced to wonder if there are really any boundaries to human rights. The law allows organizations to erect places of worship close to the road just as much as it allows individuals to build residential houses. Should we now say that because we have freedom of movement, we will leave our places of worship and conduct services on a portion of the road? When did half of the government road become the ideal place for our service(s)? What is to be the reaction of innocent passers-by that get stuck because you feel you have a certain degree of freedom? This is by no means an outburst against any religious body. If your friend allowed you to spend the night at his place once when you needed a place to crash, it does not necessarily mean you should keep going there unannounced. You w

~I think I should write~ Maybe silence would do just fine because the words wouldn't just come. A numb sensation had gradually spread from my heart to the rest of the body. I had been cheated yet no one could avenge me. I had lost someone dear yet I had not been given the chance to grieve. Who shall bury the dead? Is it the living who are so immobilized by grief? Or is it the ones so distant from the dead? The dead are dead and the living are only a step away from the grave yet the society wouldn't let them grieve. "Why let them grieve? ", we ask. There are elaborate burial plans to be made, will(s) to be read and executed, bills to be paid, deadlines to be met and appearances to be put up. In the midst of the frenzy, the dead wish to be truly buried: buried beneath the pavilion of legacies. The dead wish to live on in our hearts and still influence us to make the right decisions. Who shall bury the dead? Let the dead bury their dead...and the living grieve for the

Why do we feel threatened by anything different? Why does the thought of embracing something or someone different from us scare us? Imagine someone who doesn't get a particular job because he's an albino. Seriously?! Yes, he's being denied an opportunity because he's different. I could give many more examples but I'll just stop here. It's high time we learned to celebrate the differences that make us beautiful individuals and communities instead of opposing or making life miserable for everyone that isn't like us. Variety, they say, is the spice of life. #let'schannelourdifferences #istandwitheveryone #sayNOtodiscrimination I thought it was mine I couldn't have been more wrong. It had to be fine For all to be carried along Together we all had to dine Even when he didn't belong It was my place to tell And tell, I would; The cat I would bell Just because I could. His stay would be hell And for our bonfire, he'd be the wood