What's with my tummy?

The world is a bit fuzzy recently. Literally. From the LOFTY heights of my Room (at the 36th floor), the world beneath me is a white foamy sea. Everyone is blaming our dear neighbour, even its In-charge has to apologise. Sometimes you think you are your own man, yet, many times others' actions do deeply affect us.

In another corner of the world. The people are up against their President. Of course, the President is protected by his own supporters, yet, the Irony is that what Democracy brings? If Democracy vows to give the Power of Control to the People, the question now stays, to Whom do Democracy gives the Power to? Majority wins? But what if there are no Majority? 50-50 (for statistically correctness, the range should be around 45-55)?

In the same corner of the world, someone wants to show the world what he can do. Ego. Pride. National Dignity. Yea....only the MIGHTY NUCLEAR WEAPON can symbol all that. Poor guy.

Well...as far as I am concern, my tummy now feels quite queerish. THAT IS BIG NEWS!!!!