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History has repeated itself numerous times, but we human beings never learn from it. We witness it, experience it, and yet fail to change or grow from it. Things heated up a day after I booked my flight ticket to Ngapali. The cyclone Komen left Myanmar in disrepair. Most of the cities, along with 10 out of 14 states, went underwater. Up to 150,000 people had been displaced or had their livelihoods affected. Aid workers flooded into the affected zone. In and out of the country, from back streets to main roads, and at every corner of every junction, we saw groups or kind-hearted individuals with an outpouring of compassion

The main difference between developed and developing countries would be progression and stability, whether politically or economically. If one visited the developed countries some years ago, they are bound to see what one saw back then remains unchanged mainly despite the time. If there was, only be an unnoticeable minor modification. It would be like a pick-up-when-you-left-it-a-decade-later scenario. Sadly, the same thing can’t be said for developing countries. Let alone a decade, even a week, can change things dramatically. I’ve got many examples to support this theory, but I will start with

Stars are the souls of dead poets, but to become a star, you have to die — Van Gogh. Today, the state-owned media publicly announced that two prominent political figures and two activists had been executed on Saturday.  Needless to say, the news shocked the public; the anger, the sadness, and the reactions made by the general public inside and outside the country were

We were cornered and then trapped in a government housing compound.  Basically, the terrorists tried to catch us like a chicken in a coop. This is the best way I can put it.  We all were panic-stricken people (chickens) trying to escape from the terrorists, running in all directions in the compound.  The only way out was to climb up the 7ft high fence and jump over.  A few of us made it in the first round, but two sound grenades blasted off behind me while I waited for my turn. Thus, I had no choice but to continue with my marathon training.  Anyhow I made it out of the compound in the second round. Sadly, one of us

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to”, said the cat.  “I don’t much care where —” said Alice.  “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go”, said the cat — Alice in wonderland.