I came across a suicide case on my way to school yesterday. It is indeed heart-wrenching to chance upon the relatives of the dead man at the same site today. It makes one wonder why he would have chosen to end his life when he was surrounded by love. How was he like as a person? Did he have kids? Was there someone he loved? Wasn't there anything that could have made life a little more precious? Did anyone try? Did anyone know that he was feeling depressed?
This begs the questions. What has become of humanity? Are people losing hope facing these bad times? Have they grown hearts of steel in gnawling their way through to the top of the social hierachy? Is everyone becoming so cold and hard that it is only a single lone soul facing the odds?
I am displeased to realise how short-tempered I have been recently, even ashamed of myself. Humans are sensitive creatures. They have a constant desire to be loved. It is through the care and concern showered upon someone that a bond is formed. Facing the challenges of life alone is a formidable task. A person unable to cope with this pressure will eventually consider ending his life. If only that guy knew his folks still care.