me, tibet, freedom and me

why does this hamper
my
peace? why should it?i mean, tibet. not related to me in any way
whatsoever.
nobody in my family or anyone i know come from there. but i want
them to be
free. desperately. like i want to have a good career. i want
tibet to survive. i
am reduced to hating china.
i think about this a lot.
not about
tibet. or china. but about me. maybe because i come from india i can
sympathize. well, perhaps i feel that had india been a dependant still,
i
wouldn't be me.
you know, whenever i read
those pieces in the telegraph "lhasa, a
ghost town" , 'the dalai lama plays his
cards'',
i am scared and
sorry.
i do not
believe in god, but
last night i said," please god,set them
free."
i mean, what the
fuck is with me???