One of the most terrible tragedies of this world is a recurring theme in our daily lives. We live through it and around it. We have learnt to accept it and not fight it. Early in our lives, we become desensitised, to this abuse of self, to an extent that it no longer provokes a moral outrage that it so legitimately should. The outrage is instead replaced by a sad resignation to fate, an acceptance of defeat. And God’s greatest creation lies defeated, destroyed not by forces alien, but from within, from within his refusal to reason.
PS: Yes, one of those moods. This, almost always, happens before tests :P