Haze Haze Haze, Left Us In A Daze

My goodness, woke up on this amazingly positive Saturday morning, walked out the room, breathed (like every other normal human beings), choked and ran back into the room.

What the hell was that?!

I keep the windows in the kitchen open for circulation sake during the night. As much as I dislike waking up breathing up smoke, I dislike stale air just about as much. Maybe not but close enough. So, unbeknownst to me, smoke filled the house except for the air-conditioned rooms. BAD!

I went to the window and it was hazed up quite bad at around 8am in the morning but it cleared up some a little later on towards the day.

I hate to say this but this is not the worst that we have seen. I remember, there was one year when our homes filled up with so much smoke that we couldn't see past the sofa and had to yell each others' names to check where we were. It's horrible, this haze thing.

Being not much of an agriculturally-educated-informed person, I don't know how no one has yet to find a solution to this problem. I mean, it is human-induced, right? As far as I know so, it is a matter of finding an alternative to their methods of doing stuff and...right? Not as easy? Heck, name me one thing that is easy. Nothing in life is easy. If it's easy, it is not worth doing or it is not a solution.

But that is just my take. Someone please take up the challenge.

And in the meantime, Malaysians and Singaporeans celebrate this yearly event by cursing those darned people for causing this in as many languages as possible. I also celebrated by purchasing two air filters for the home and gone broke.

Anyway, we will be walking around like this for a while.

Peace,
Marsha
p.s. Karma, please get those ^&*$#@%* soon.

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