THE CANCER MYSTERY. Daily hearts are broken, daily dreams are crushed, dreams of a better, brighter and happier future. Body and soul tremble at the diagnosis of it. Fight ensue afterwards. Do we stand a chance? Is it a losing battle we are engaged in? Are we fighting from a lower ground, a more disadvantaged point? Cash minted by pharmaceutical companies but with little hope, if ever any, given to the sick and their families. Trips abroad, but do things get any better? DO THEY? DO THEY? It hurts to lose someone to this deadly scourge, to lose close relatives, friends, colleagues associates, our beloved leaders, how at times I think it got the power to chose who to take. It’s now gotten to a point that the whole nation cries, the whole world cries for a solution, hurts for the end of this crisis. But it seems that we are far from the end and not even slightly approaching it. Maybe we are even still figuring the direction from which to launch the attack. Maybe, just maybe