I try to write masterpieces, sometimes succeeding, not so much the other times.

Irkutsk Oblast, Siberia: Yulia (15) and Veronika (16) are currently sitting in front of their computers.Yulia sees the date on the lower right corner of her computer. Sunday, 26th February 2017. The day has arrived. After 50 days of anticipation, it has finally arrived. Yulia and Veronika's fingers tremble as they click "accept" on the screen with their wrists slit and covered in dried blood. If you look closely, you'll see the angry gashes along their pale white skin. The incisions representing a whale.  Yulia goes onto VK and types in her last message - "End."        Veronika does the same and writes her last message as "Sense is lost... End." Both of them decide to meet outside a 14-storey apartment building close to their homes. With a sense of finality, they plunge simultaneously to their death from the roof of the same building. In 2013, more than 100 teens committed suicide in Russia and the government authorities were rendered c...

When the teenagers today are busy playing Piano Tiles or tweeting or stalking somebody on Facebook, I took out a little time to write this. I would've been doing the same had I not been galvanised by something that I read on Twitter yesterday. And you would ask why. Why? I'm not sure. Do I plan to motivate you? Maybe. Do I plan to talk about something of sobriety? Definitely. This is something that is heart wrenching for me. We constitute maybe two percent of the Earth and yet we want to be the masters, the hegemons of it. We think of ourselves as the Creator. "We have not inherited this planet from our ancestors, rather borrowed it from our future," and other stimulating quotes like these go in vain. We made these quotes yet we don't abide by them.  How many of you know it is the World Environment Day today? Are you saying 'yes' because you read the title of this article a while ago? Until yesterday, I myself wouldn't have known about it too....