Although i should be paying more attention to the aftermath of the earthquake news on both the Hong Kong and Chinese news, I seemed to have stayed away a little. Partly because I have been busy doing things the last few days. But partly because I feel the overwhelming sense of indignation, sadness, anger, grief and insanity in the affected areas that I do not want it in my face all the time as it is already in my heart and mind so much. I have a sense of uselessness.
Having been to China, though not to the Sichuan and surrounding provinces, and being Chinese myself, it almost can feel like 20,000 members of your extended family died. The 5 million who are homeless (nearly the population of London) and the 100,000 who are missing, are suffering. The sheer numbers is something that living in modern western nations simply find impossible to comprehend. What one can do is imagine a loved one has died, perhaps it is your only child, and imagine it's basically everyone in your borough. 20,000. Comprehend those numbers of individuals. I see it rising to 50,000. It's unbearable to think about all those dead people who had so much to live for. But i must get my head around it.
- J
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