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My Rant On World Peace

So yesterday I watched "A Mighty Heart" on Star Movies. And to my own surprise, I was left so shaken, that I started writing this in the middle of the night.

The Rant

Peace and love is the most sought after thing in the world. It's so sad, we're not even trying. And even if we are, we are not trying enough, like children, we are resorting to force to get what we want, even if its bad. And evil is outnumbering the good, or perhaps the good is not putting forward a good enough fight. If we as humans are fighting among ourselves, then what are we fighting for? And how long will we be having these wars? Until a large enough number of people come forward and make it clear, make the point that it's so pointless, and instead of signing fancy treaties and pacts that are revised all the time, we should just not fight. I mean, we are so cruel to one other, BEHEADING! KILLING! BOMBS, WHAT NOT! How long will we kill, in the name of God, in the name of peace, patriotism, religion. Will we ever be able to join hands, be truly civilized? And Live in peace. Will we ever make it? Is it so impossible to unite the world, at least on humanitarian grounds, if not religion or nationality, to bring about a simple thing like peace. And love. Whatever happened to brotherhood, simple innocence's, an uncomplicated way of life? I guess that's why there are nations, religions, races. We just can't get along and be one big nation can we? We are all bound by a thread. If you come to see, the entire world is flourishing because of water. Imagine if we had no water, we'd be extinct within a week. Or salt!

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  1. Taneesha26 November 2008 at 12:29

    We should get together and sing John Lennon's 'Imagine'...that's the only thing that makes sense now :(

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  2. Kamna27 November 2008 at 14:11

    oh i don't know that song!
    ill download it now!

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