Politics, and my friends

I used to always stress out, and I walked around angry a lot what was happening in this country. But I'm not angry anymore, because there’s lots of intriguing points now adding almost everyday, and my poor health with hypertension won’t permit me to be bothered if I want to survive since, at least, I’m not a politician, and I’ve no stake whose are in power or not. I lost the desire to acquire news what is going on in the country these days, actually. My family, friends and colleagues are what matter to me, but they too becoming strangers day by day…though they still showed up and made dinners. One friend or other used to call every day or week to ask, "How are you?", but the things have changed. I will always love them and appreciate them. It's not the things they have, but the thing they think nowadays, and do or try to do really matter me, and of course they think in a weird way as the present government does: appointing whomsoever they like…blah, blah, blah. I’m worried…and shocked! I was a quieter, and would remain the same.

I feel a jumble of emotions. If we had lived the yesteryears’ life, we would have been stunned the way everything is going on. I could not think us a failure. I always had the ambition to be a part of the truth. My true strength was thinking, telling, and writing the truth. But many around me I find now are either fighting against it or not fighting for it, knowingly or un-knowingly. I wanted to stand away from the pack. What I care about was practicing the culture of truth. I wanted to make a difference…
We were psychologically so aware and in tune. But do we still now? I hardly find anybody. The world would be a much less interesting place without living in a culture of truth.