My scattered ideas---

[myonyuntmaw]

My scattered ideas---

When I read a book titled “I value Freedom”, I came across some parts of Nelson Mandela’s biography. I could imagine his hidden feelings of hurt and being overwhelmed by the white. Wisely, he used those feelings as diving forces on his way to reach his goals. He was inspired by his mother’s encouraging words that he was as good as the person [the white] next to him. His political way, the non-violence approach, made his dreams come true, I think.

At the same time, I remembered a poem, named ‘The Slave’s dream’, that I learnt when I was preparing for tenth standard exam. Once, an African King became a slave and was treated like an animal with reins put on him. In his dream, he saw his golden days as a King in Africa. He missed the kisses of his queen and his son who were parted from him by the white man in a slave market. He imagined his native land where he used to wander around once. Tears rolled down his cheeks before his soul got freedom in the end.

What is this life if full of segregation?

That came into my mind was a local song. It meant that we cannot do anything about our complexion, whether white or black. Why did people kill each other for that matter? It was people who had such silly ideas. Was it enough for the blacks to be killed because of their in-born skin? Weren’t the white silly and stupid? There must be a lot of sad stories being kept in the hearts of the blacks. Those scars in their hearts may remind them of their struggles and strides for freedom.





Even in the 21st century, the black cloud of segregation still remains though we are proud of a great deal of advancement in technology. We boast of our so-called humanity and humbleness. We try to measure each other based on the progress of materialism. We consciously or unconsciously set aside the spiritual values which are ultimately demanded of us. It is said that there is a distinct decline in spiritual values over the years.

As Newton says, “there is a reaction for every action.” As a result of lack of spiritual values, the world becomes a place full of jealousy, depression, anger and negative ideas. Youths have been brought up in such environment since they were born. What do we expect from them? There is no doubt that the whole world will go to the dogs sooner or later. Dooms day of the world will arrive at the request of its people, not because of foreign objects.

It is not possible to get rid of such destructive ideas away from us. All we can do is to try to reduce such overwhelming ideas as much as we can. If we try to form a habit of replacing bad thoughts with constructive ones like kindness, genuine love, consideration, patience and so forth, it means saving the world. In my opinion, nurturing spiritual values like a plant will work to a certain extent. Otherwise, the next generation will blame on us for handing over the world in such position.

“Heal the world, let’s make a better place for you and for me and the entire human race”