Today, is the death anniversary of Inay, and I am supposed to shed off my black dresses. Yet, I don't feel like doing so. There are many things I would like to mourn in this country -- loss of integrity of the vote, for one. Fake tax deduction for seniors, as we get 20@ discount, the stores charge us the evat. Give with the right, take with the left hands.

Then I helpe din the US elections through email. So many invites I received but with a condition -- to do this and that. Is this what you call friendship, much more so gratitude, with strings attached? I don't understand the world. It could be standing upside down.