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The good life!

We all dream of the good life
The big cars, the big houses, the fast life 
and grand parties
Fuelled by the trash society throws at us
In the name of civilization.

And we start running.
Faster, harder like fools
Chasing dreams that are irrelevant
But most of us realise that too late
When we are totally spent, emotionally and spiritually

Then we get the wake-up call
From the hidden corners of our subconscious
Questioning the usefulness of the chase we wasted half our life pursuing 

And, the mind wakes up to see through the clutter and trash we have been seeing since born

We start looking for ways to be happy as that is not a skill we learnt at school.
But we learn fast. Because we are programmed to be happy. It's in our genes.

And then the life changes for the better
We start living for the greater good
For things that make us truly happy

Little things that we thought totally useless
Becomes the centre of our life. And we start living, in happiness with joy in our hearts and smiles on our faces....just as we did as children.

Remember the childhood days? The innocent laughter, the meaningless dreams and the crazy ambitions? 

When we thought everything is possible?

Those days are not gone. We just stopped us from living that way. Let's begin again.
Let's be children again. Let's relearn, unlearn and recreate the dreams we dreamt as children.

Because that will make us truly happy.
And we can all live and die with a smile on our faces.



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