We can set our dreams, to make the world a better place. We shed out tears, when we see the down trodden. We lend our helping hand to the old lady down the street. Food is offered to the hungry, empty kid. We extend a holding hand to the lonely, tearful soul. We sympathize and empathize with the people we feel sad of.
Some of us want to make the world a better place.
And yes, the old lady died happily. And the kid never felt hungry again. The lonely heart lived life with lots of love around. Yes, we made some of them feel better.
And then years passed by. As we all go back to our place in the universe, it becomes so obvious..
Even if we shell out the kindest acts of sympathy, or turn into Mother Teresa (with all due respects to the fine lady), or cry hard for Mother earth(Yes, i do love nature), the world remains the SAME!!!
It doesnt matter if the kid died of hunger.. it doesnt matter if the world turned utopia while we died. It doesnt matter if the world exists for the human species.
The sun still shines the same. Come what may.
Change the world syndrome? Fair and unfair world? exam depression? Love lost?