Those seemingly insignificant pleasures--cheap but relish-able home-made food, licit amorous cuddling--keep our sanity in check in this maddening enclave where fighting for ones fundamental rights is jostled and declared anti- government: where every governmental ministry acts hypocritical to its publicly encoded functions. Thus, we are spoon-fed: “Police is your friend" bold, capitalized, and placarded in all offices. Yet, how friendly have our friends been? How friendly will they get before we grasp our rights back? Maybe soon, as those little pleasures we abandoned ourselves in, are even further stifled. When we realize that 'heaven' and 'hell' actually reside on earth first, and that we were all born bloodied without choosing a particular family. By chance of birth, some are poor but our penury is not a denial of rights. Would you be disinterested in the kind of future your children would have when you realize the total stipend you earn cannot even ...