EDELWEISS
04-13-2007, 05:42 AM
I need some honest opinion on my writing skills.
Wastage; An Inexcusable Crime
Wastage; the word itself makes us wince doesn't it? Yet aren't we the same people who have given this trait so much encouragement that it has achieved second nature status in our lives. I say this without pride but with due contempt at my own disability to curb this trait.
We have taken so many things for granted in our lives that we waste without realizing the worth of every favour conferred on us by our Good Lord.
We waste so much time without reflecting on how productive those hours could have been for us as well as for others. Idle gossip and baseless conversations seem to have taken not minutes but hours and hours of precious time that could have been better utilized if we only cared to exercise our grey matter, which in turn shrugs, claiming inertia; ofcourse, our own lethargy in seeking its expertise is the evident evil.
We relentlessly spend hard earned money on frivolities to either boost our ego or simply in some impulsive rush. We go to charity dinners and nod sympathetically when organizers talk of poverty around the world or of hungry delinquents begging for every morsel. But we spend a fortune in hosting parties for our elite friends who would be better off if they took to dieting with a vengeance.
We throw things if they dare to show the slightest scratch, with avaricious eyes for the new dianties smiling through window displays. We run luxurious baths and let the water flow;content that three quarters of the world are graced by its cool comfort, while blissfully unaware of so many people who stand for hours waiting for that promised drip, which at times fails to show even for days at end.
Wretched indeed do we make ourselves with this disregard for every comfort that comes our way. Should we not call ourselves fools perhaps, because everytime we waste each precious bit, we erode our own assets like termites we hollow our own shelters. Is this not an inexcusable crime that we commit against others and ourselves?
Wastage; An Inexcusable Crime
Wastage; the word itself makes us wince doesn't it? Yet aren't we the same people who have given this trait so much encouragement that it has achieved second nature status in our lives. I say this without pride but with due contempt at my own disability to curb this trait.
We have taken so many things for granted in our lives that we waste without realizing the worth of every favour conferred on us by our Good Lord.
We waste so much time without reflecting on how productive those hours could have been for us as well as for others. Idle gossip and baseless conversations seem to have taken not minutes but hours and hours of precious time that could have been better utilized if we only cared to exercise our grey matter, which in turn shrugs, claiming inertia; ofcourse, our own lethargy in seeking its expertise is the evident evil.
We relentlessly spend hard earned money on frivolities to either boost our ego or simply in some impulsive rush. We go to charity dinners and nod sympathetically when organizers talk of poverty around the world or of hungry delinquents begging for every morsel. But we spend a fortune in hosting parties for our elite friends who would be better off if they took to dieting with a vengeance.
We throw things if they dare to show the slightest scratch, with avaricious eyes for the new dianties smiling through window displays. We run luxurious baths and let the water flow;content that three quarters of the world are graced by its cool comfort, while blissfully unaware of so many people who stand for hours waiting for that promised drip, which at times fails to show even for days at end.
Wretched indeed do we make ourselves with this disregard for every comfort that comes our way. Should we not call ourselves fools perhaps, because everytime we waste each precious bit, we erode our own assets like termites we hollow our own shelters. Is this not an inexcusable crime that we commit against others and ourselves?