Happiness within
Sorry for writing late but wanted to write something worth your while .
I had the chance of sitting in a rikshaw today . It was a rather a calmly exciting ride . As i got off and asked for how much i owed the guy , he pointed at the metre that read ” 10 Rs ” . I froze for a moment as i thought of the day 20 years ago that still sets in my memory. I remeber my father moving from one rikshaw to the other negotiating the money due to our limited household budget and no personal transport and finally sitting down in one that agreed to take us in Rs 10 from Mughal Pura till Cant . I couldn’t thank God anymore for all that he’s given me and my family .
It surprises me how we humans manage to be so thankless and unhappy thinking of all the things we dont have and conveniently ignoring the ones that only we do . Thinking , i just came back to my room and wrote this small piece. Hope it makes sense to you .
People walking in suits and ties ;
Manipulated with worthless lies .
Seeking happiness in dreams that hound;
Deaf and dumb to the inside sound.
Targeted and drawn by the dogs of War;
Constipated and insolated, without a cure.
Desire, that seeks no empathy ;
Fire , that stings the sympathy .
In a straight row , they all walk ;
In a detuned scale , they all talk .
Blinded by the truth that deceived
the righteousness they’d once perceived .
Look no more for the happiness you aspire;
For It’ll hunt you down , the day you retire .
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