If efforts to do social work are couched in selfish motives then they will die a premature death. Why would my efforts get politicised? I have values I inherited from my father. He helped many. Anyone even a postman knocking on our door would get a glass of water and some sweets.
Property is unstable and youth perishes in a moment. Life itself is held in the grinning fangs of Death Yet men delay to obtain release from the world. Alas the conduct of mankind is surprising.
