Friday, June 7, 2013

A place in need of so much help, 
yet there is no room for it at all..

This is me.
I'm a medical student. Abroad, in a tarnished quickly growing town. The prognosis looks very good for this town in terms of development.
However many areas are rural and worn down, impoverished reminiscences of wartime. There is even a known prostitute street.. 

As bad as this wretched fact sounds. The real pest is actually of the people and not their low means or the unequality between them. 
It is their resentment towards the foreign, indifference towards the needy and indulgence of their past misery. People are greedy, a whole society diseased by embracing sadness and grief! 

On the other side of the spectrum are people who got out of the dip and created an invisible prestige exempted-people-only society, an arrogant balloon-head society that takes joy and pride in being superior to others. And now I know that those who don't are people with big mouths, with a vision and perhaps even a big heart, but they cannot stand up to their brotherhood.

So who am I in the midst of it all to think I can help somebody? Or maybe the fact that I want to! is just as big!

~ Pristine

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Girl, interrupted

Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is… 
Crazy isn’t being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It’s you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever.” 
~ Susanna Kaysen