Life wasted

 I think I have wasted my life. Having all this hate inside me. What is happening? Why do I feel like crying all the time? The thing happening in Afghanistan or is it my kids not doing their assignments properly. My husband is not buying a house. I will always be living on rent. I don't know if my kids will become doctors or engineers. My diabetes is debilitating. I just can't do anything. 

I am checking the assignment of my students and I feel like pulling my hair thinking they have just copied off text from the comprehension instead of writing their own answers.

What am I actually sad about?

Am I sad?

I feel like crying that's for sure.

I felt like crying when I read about Afghans

I felt like bawling when I read about the women and children being killed without any rhyme or reason

I felt weepy when I saw the persecution of minorities, the destruction of their worship places

I felt lost when I see my own self in the mirror

I have wasted my life

I have not contributed to society

I can't do anything

Unforgotten

  I happened to watch this marvelous work. It was about unsolved crimes that just drifted down the time with history. Cases that couldn't have been pursued because of missing bodies. It is remarkable the way cases are treated in Developed Countries. I think this can never be replicated here in Pakistan.  We usually don't look after our missing dead. The way cases are treated here is an example of phenomenal incompetence. 

They showed a murder in each season; an unsolved murder per se. The way the police doggedly pursues the case and takes upon leads, it is very unlikely that a developing country like ours will have a justice system like this.