Unemployed no more...

No, I'm not bragging, Just letting everyone know how Happy I am.

Yes, I'm a workaholic, I would rather work than go on a cruise to Maldives.

No, I don't hate rest...I just don't like to idle as it makes me feel insignificant.

Yes, I'm proud of my achievements, because I worked hard for it all.

No, I'm not interested in just the money, I love my office environment and staff members.

Yes, I'm working at the United Nations although many have a prejudice against it.

No, not all employees at the UN are crooks, some actually care about what they do.

Yes, I'm being paid for my work this time (unlike when I was an intern)

No, they do not provide me with luxurious facilities and endless benefits, the only positive consequence is what goes on my CV

Yes, the UN bears large administrative costs but not all of it is put to waste

No, I don't approve of the large admin costs, but really, I have no say in the system

Yes, I'm being a hypocrite right now, but then again....no one is perfect

No, I not only do crappy odd jobs, but do something worthwhile at work

Yes, I'm allowed to attend lectures to continue my studies, which includes flexible work hours

No, I'm not neglecting my studies, I actually work better under stress

Yes, I'm happy again, happier than I could have ever been.

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Hypocrites and the degeneration of mankind

Behold the turtle, He only makes progress when he sticks his neck out - James Bryant Conant

The sea was rough today. The waves were crashing onto children and their sandcastles, dogs with their play items, and not forgetting the tiny crabs and sea shells...

With it arrived the turtle.

The massive creature crept across the beach waddling through mounds of sand which were mahoosive obstacles for this tired creature. After a great struggle, he gave up. He gave up, and spread himself amongst the rubble on the beach.

Crows were circling around it, dogs were barking and trying to attack, but not a sign of movement from this glorious creature.

I watched it all from afar.

I felt proud to have seen this majestic being relaxing on the beach and not bothered by anything or anyone. I felt ashamed of how I am moved by what others think about me or what others do to intimidate me...and with this thought I approached it..

That was when I realized.

It was dying.
It couldn't be strained anymore. Eyes were full of pain and sides streaked with blood. This was the moment where it all ended.. I couldn't bear to watch. It was too painful for me to see a turtle who could to live for hundreds of years more was at its deathbed right in front of me.

A tear ran down my cheek.

And with that it had its last breath. It was over, nothing more could be done here.
The wounds were already infected and the stench was attracting the loathsome houseflies.

I turned around and faced the ocean

That was when I heard the men speak. "Ikmanata muge katta gaththa nung hari" (Quick, let's get its shell) Why is everything in this world tainted with greed? Every moment is exploited and is regarded as an opportunity? Why not let the turtle be? Let it decay into the ocean where it was born and raised...Let it once again be a part of the circle of life? But no, cruelty in mankind would make them rip the creature apart, use the flesh as meat and shell as decorations.

What evil did that turtle do to deserve such a fate? Has it ever harmed any one of us? This is the irony of life as they call it. The best part is how we are able to live with it all and walk away as if nothing is erroneous.

I am the hypocrite who passed those men and walked towards to horizon.