For the first time, I had to hold back my tears from reading a news report in the Straits Times. The detailed coverage showed the extensive destruction of the earthquake that measured 7.9 on the richter scale. The mass crumbling of tofu-like buildings all around caused thousands to be trapped under fallen rubble with thousands injured, killed and desperately seeking help. The survivors who had their homes suddenly ripped away from them, are left aimless and cast out on the streets. Death tolls could eventually reach up to 50,000.
I was shocked by our merciless nature and I was jolted to re-think how lucky I was to be sitting comfortably in my home reading about the devastating news that was happening concurrently in another part of the world. I only hope that aid would reach the victims quickly, and that the survivors, and those who has had their loved ones torn away from them will find strength to recover from their harrowing experience.
As for the rest of us lucky enough to not be part of it, perhaps it’s time to start counting our blessings?