musings of mine

Someone recently asked me why i’ve lost interest in social work/community service. my reply ‘i can’t be bothered’

i can’t be bothered because i end up being the only one who’s really worried while someone else is thinking how many more hours of this shit they have to put up with. i can’t be bothered because it hurts me when i can’t really achieve what i wanted to because i was the only one who wanted to achieve something. i can’t be bothered because i can’t really change the fact that half the people my age are desentisitized. i can’t be bothered because no one REALLY bothers about orphans and illiteracy and the increasing need for the english language and the fact that no one’s doing anything to make sure this need is met. i can’t be bothered because people would rather spend their money on booze than on meals for an under nourished kid in lunuvilla or potuvil. i can’t be bothered that the fact that chikunguniya is slowly killing people in the north because they don’t have access to proper medicine, and no one’s doing a damn thing about it cos no one knows! i can’t be bothered because all people do is talk and say ‘mahinda this’ and ‘mahinda that’ and does absolutely nothing. i can’t be botherd because my conscience bugs me so much i’m learning to ignore it. i can’t be bothered bothering…because they’re are too many people bothering about the wrong thing.

that’s why i’m not bothered. it’s because i’ve bothered so much i’d rather not bother anymore and join the unbothered, desensitized, cynical, complaining cows down here in this wonderful island called Ceylon.