Am I the driver of my life?
Thoughts over flow every time any life form around me, amaze me as I observe them with awe. Yes, as I sat this morning first I wondered, wow, matting season is it? Then observed with keen eye, by splashing that water into my eye. Oh good heavens, its life and death. Well my dear readers, its a web and the flimsy legged spider was busy on her pray an ant. Ofcourse, the ant was busy rescuing her life. I am a third person here watching all this, sitting for minutes together, should I help the Ant save her life? Should I not help? Will it be fair if I help to the spider for she has given her life force to make those beautiful patterned web to have her meal? How will I feel when I am starved to death waiting for my meal and there it comes not in just a lucky plater but after lots of hard work such as this web and someone takes my well deserved meal? How will I feel when someone is looking at me as an Ant struggling with my life to be saved but purely observatory around me? I still sit the