conversation with myself

Day in and day out we hear stories of people dying deaths imaginable and unimaginable , stories which we hardly relate to, people for whom we hardly feel for, it takes a few seconds for one to forget those ghastly and depressing tales, even before they've made an impact on us.
Is it because human nature is selfish or is it because people have become so involved and busy in their lives that no one has the time or the energy to pay attention to such things.A momentary act of kindness is forgotten within a few seconds, and men carry on with their daily existence.It's only when one experiences a personal tragedy does one understand the pain and the loss and relates to the suffering of others who have experienced similar problems.
Why is that truth hits harder when there is the involvement of oneself or one's near and dear one's, why can't we as humans feel the pain of someone else's suffering, someone else's tragedy.Is it that the heart can feel a gamut of emotions only when the concerned person undergoes the experience, or is that the heart is incapable of understanding unlike the mind which is more capable of.Does the Heart blind the mind or is it the other way around?Why does the heart weaken the thinking ability of mind, even though at times the heart knows that it's making a mistake which it'll have to regret and for which it'll have to suffer for a long time.Does the power of love, of desire, of passion blind one to such an extent that a normal, rational personal changes for the better or worse.Why do we as human's desire love much more than any other thing, or is love the base of all humanity.Is it love that makes one suffer for the loss of our near and dear ones, our friends, our relatives.