Is it the life?

I often ask this question myself. But I couldn’t remember a day that I got an exact answer for this question. Psychology says that a person has two lives. One is the dream life and the other one is obviously real.
There is somewhat a discrepancy between the dream life that we want to be and the real life that we are. How many of us like the actual appearance, voice, complexion, figure and talents etc of us. So what makes this amazing life meaningful?

Life does have adjustments
Life does have rapid changes that anyone didn’t even think
Life does have cries
It does also have joys
For some people it blooms like a flower
For some it makes a nightmare in the earth

We do adjust for our family. We do adjust for our culture. We do adjust for the situations that make our life in most times. Think of people who have lost their life with wars, natural disasters etc. People who believe in god say it as fate. Anyhow the reality says it as life. There is no other word for this. I don’t think that a single person in this planet has lived like exactly what he or she wanted to be. But still the options are in our hands.

Make life more efficient by adjusting a few things
Or
Enjoy the life what was given
Or
Stuck in the middle of dream
And
Reality

What makes us to smile?

It is very rare a person smiles at a peer nowadays. People thing that they are losing something when they smile. Honestly how many us know the name of the very nearest neighbor of our home? There are incidents where we remember the face of a person but not who he is. It makes an argument inside us whether to smile at that person or not? At most situations, he also will be in the same problem. This is the reality that we gained with our modern life styles. Man in this current global village smiles only when he gets money and anything that selfishly satisfy him. But if we ask ourselves that is it the exact joyfulness of our life? No. Then what makes us to smile? There is a thing than money that decides our joy and life. It all depends on a person’s mind set. One can even make breakfast happily with a cup of porridge. But some are not. One can study with a diminishing lamp. Others are not. One can enjoy the nature. Some are not. Similarly one can smile with pain while others are not.

I am a refugee

Wait I am a refugee
I know how others and you laugh at me
But
I don’t mind

I just want a cup of porridge
To fill my stomach

I just want a shelter
To relax

I just want a cup of water
When I get thirst

I don’t mind whether
I can bath or not

I don’t mind those who
Call me as beggar

I don’t mind those who tell
I don’t have a country

You may ask why
I don’t mind them?

Because
I was better than in position
Those who laugh at me and
Those who chase me

But now I am a refugee
Wait
I am counting my losses

I lost all my relatives
I lost all belongings

I lost my education
I lost my identity

I lost my ambition
I lost my shy

I lost my feelings
Simply I lost me

I couldn’t fix an amount
For my losses

So So I am
Priceless

So definitely I am better
Than you

I don’t mind even if you
Laugh now