Mother of all love

We don’t need a tragedy to tell us how deep a mother’s love is. We have seen enough. The Sichuan earthquake, the recent Morakot Typhoon in Taiwan and just a day before a morning blaze at Jalan Pudu. A woman and her 3-month old son died in a fire. The mother was still holding to her son when both of them were discovered by fire fighters after putting out the fire. The bodies became charcoal, but the love of a mother will last forever.

Sometime reading newspaper is a painful thing to do, especially in the early morning, coming across all these sad news. Worst still, when you read about all these disgusting people fighting for power. Ugly politician I’m referring to. Name calling, father of all nonsense, mother of all lies and what else? These so called leaders, their quality as a human is not even close to the mother who still wanted to protect her child at her last breath.

There are still a lot of people living in vein, those hardcore poor, those living without a proper roof above them. Some staying in squatters for years, not safe, just like what happened to the mother and son who died in the fire. Their wooden house is not safe to live in but who care? Does Ong care? Does Chua care? No. They only care who is going to win over the other in their political battle.