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Life is not fair

Life is not fair
But who said It should be fair?
There are too many things in life
Which does not have a reason
Which happens without a cause
We long for things which might not happen
And we are not alone in it
Smile is not simple as it seem
It costs different
Sometimes a penny is enough to buy it
Sometimes even a lakh does not do the trick
Sometimes a hug is more than enough
Sometimes your loved ones fail to do it
How do we find happiness
Maybe we never will
Still we get lost in the pursuit
How do we find peace
Even the greatest thing fail to do it
Still it is available inside us
But how we understand and find it
Is a completely different world
Life is full of humor
And not necessarily filled with laughter
The humor can be dark either
The grape is always unattainable
And our heart does not accept that its sour
Maybe its Life's way of making us jump
And save us from monotony
Still
Life is not fair
But who said It should be fair?

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