People of the world

There are billions of people that living in this world, 7.6 billions of people exactly. You and I are also the part of it. Everytime I travel to some new places or being in some crowded places for quite some time, my thought start to wander. How can 7.6 billions of people in this world, and not a single one of us share the same faces and personalities? I mean it is not a small number that you can make one person vary from another. Although I already asked this question a lot to my self now and then, I still kept asking this kind of question everytime I am stuck in the sea of people.

We came from different background, races, age, religion, and places. Each one of us has a different perspective on life and different way to live this life. That are one of the things that make us human being are special from other creatures, we have the control to our own life. But, does "special" is something that we should proud of? We may have the same feature on our face, and the same amount of organs in our body. We may look alike to one another because we are human. However who really know what is one thought thinking about in their head? Who really know what good thing or bad thing that is planned in one thought? Although we are a friend to one another, share some story from time to time. Still, no one person in this world that has no secret that they kept from others.

I read some stories about how people are not civilized from last century. I read about how people ignore their conscience to live this life. I read about how cruel is the life back then. Call me naive, but I thought that kind of cruel world does not exist anymore in this educated era where people are educated from the very early stage of their living. 

I have been wanting not to trust what I read. I have been wanting to believe that human will not do such things. What can I say? Some of the population in this world prove me wrong. All of that stories are true and not only a history, it is might happening again some time in the future. Because humans are such an impulsive creature that our ego needs to be fed from time to time.

I thought everyone is wishing for a peaceful life, a better living. Nonetheless the older I am, the more I realize that this world is not the place how I used to think about. There are a lot of things that does not make sense that is happening in this world. Maybe the world is just the same with hunger games, without weapons but a cunning plan, without reward but temporary repletion.

No matter what way of living we chose to live with, I hope it is a responsible one.