TEHRAN, Iran (Reuters) -- A crocodile snapped up and ate a 12-year-old Iranian boy who was swimming with friends in a river near the Pakistani border, newspapers reported.

It's pretty amazing how diverse the patterns of life are.. One day you're swimming and a crocodile eats you up. That's kinda gonna suck... , however, my point is not on how sudden and unpredictable life is but of how we, as mankind, touch each other's life.

When you read that piece of news, just how much did it strike you? At the average level per ten ppl, I'll say 1 sighed, 5 didn't care, 2 oh'ed, and 2 chuckled.

What if you were that boy? Just imagine the anguish and dismay of ur family and friends. A life lost. A life that breathed for so many years, doing so many things and experiencing so much, just died off. Kaput. Never again to be.

Imagine your brother died, how much will you feel? Overwhelming sensations of grief and melancholy. That's how I'll feel. I would cry till my tear ducts explode.

But it's amazing that if someone whom you do not know die half the world away, it doesn't bite at you much. Such feelings of grief that one will feel when death occurs will dissipate if the said deceased was ... a stranger. DOes this mean that we should not be dismayed and saddened because of death but because of a love lost? Is it that we will not shed a tear for someone whom we've never met? What is sensitivity? If ppl died in a war, u're sad but that's because they died so much so fast and so loud and because everyone says u should be sad. If the same amount of ppl died subtlely because of car accidents, you'll never be as touched.

I wonder, how should we feel when one of Earth's children die? Shall the world grief together? Or are there just so many deaths occuring at any given point of time that it is only practical for a few to be saddened for if the world griefs along when someone dies and take a work leave, nothing will get done.

SO is that what compassion is limited to? What sensitivity and love is bound by? ... Practicality?

I shake my head.

Anyway, a fren of a fren said something in response to the previous post and it goes something like, erm , this?

In life, you'll need to compromise something for everything in whatever you do. Love is part of life and like it, you'll need to compromise as well. So basically, compromising = part of love.

Tim the n00b said:

However, i like to think that love is not just accepting a person's idiosyncrasies but loving them for that. u don't accept someone's habit of sniffing socks because you love them, but you love them for their disgusting habit. But it's easier said than done, what if he doesn't only sniff his socks, but lick his shoes? Can you handle it then?

But compromising can either be accepting their bad habits or changing urs.. DOes it cover you changing ur good habits for his benefit and likewise he changing his good habits for ur benefit?

Ze bee-you-ty of life.

And for no related reason whatsoever to the previous paragraphs, linking park is coming to town. I've heard that they were given permission to hold a concert with a few conditions; one of them being... NO Screaming. Haha. I'll like to see that done.