There was a time I was bumped into a great chance of meeting Irving Gloucester, who was one of the richest businessman in the world. He had a belleville with a lovely scenery. The garden behind his belleville was flirted with various plants which we can hardly find in elsewhere. Everywhere around was gold.
One day, he was leaning on the tree and realised that he realised his death was looming. He was perplexed and upset by the fact. He did not want to let go the wealth he had strived for his entire life. The insecurity and anxious thought drove him a mad idea.
This rich-but poor guy’s thought ( Rich in a sense of having a heaven of wealth but poor which he perceived he was dying alone and soon ) was known in social platforms that suddenly drew the attention from the million people from around the world, mostly because it was reported by social media. He bought the most expensive car in the world — a car from Bentley. The reason was that he wanted his corpse to be buried with this dearly-cost car of which you could buy a bloody huge island with that amount of money.
There received many voices from the horde. A majority of them commented on Facebook that this idea was far from the truth. No one, if not all, would believe he wanted to be buried with that wheel as they believed it was out-of-waste.
Easy said than done. While the thrond doubted what you say, action proved someone’s thought and they would eventually believe what he did.
He bought the exorbitant coffin which was made by the rarest type of extinct wood. He went to his captivating backyard and was digging a tremendous hole for putting his luxurious wagon into the most bottom part of the soil land, making sure no one will ever get in touch with his wagon.
Suddenly, there were many people who brought their cameras dashing forward Sir Irving.
” You are utterly selfish! You are wasting this amount of money as if flushing it into the toilet! You don’t deserve earning that!” shouted at him by those people.
” Why don’t you donate your money when there are many people suffering from starvation, diseases and poverty? ” asked by one of the journalist.
Voices were surrounded Sir Irving as if you were circled by hunters and you are ready to be hunted. ( Sarcastically, he might die in that situation before he thought he died )
The crowd suddenly became speechless when he said one thing.
” Why don’t people donate their organ before knowing they die? They can save many people’s lives. “
Days after days, years after years. The country Sir Irving was living in was has ranked the highest rate in terms of organ donation.
Instead of blaming on others, have we ever reflected that we are the should-blame one?


