She is happy to be a rube rather than rude
like the people living in urban
People living in her native place are still
living together, meeting each other on a regular basis
and coming forward in the hour of need
without assessing and weighing loss and gain
in their action.
People in her native place live life well
by not prospering well, competing with each other,
and cutting each other’s throat for a benefit.
Actually, they live life and not pass life
Like the people here in the city
Mocking to be happy but missing it in every bit
of their life.
Here, people take every step with their brain
Keeping aside their heart in a cold box
full of emotionless ice cubes.
Ice cubes ensuring the temperature remains
below normal and not an iota of warmth
is able to touch it.
It remains like a wax model of heart pumping
blood in the body to keep it alive.
Just alive, without any warmth.
She is happy to be a rube.
She might not be able to fit in the city but
In fact, she still is able to connect
her mind, body, soul, and heart well
intact with warmth and love.
Here, nobody cares for others.
Photo credit: jamelah on Visual Hunt / CC BY-NC-NDEverybody is busy in a race
like a rat, running, all together.
But running where? and for what?
Nobody is aware.
Running together but no bond
of togetherness among them.
Rather, they see her as a misfit here.
In fact, she also feels the same.
But what to do?
She is Happy Living Her Life
She never wants to be one like them
And they never find her to be part of them.
Of course, ultimately time will tell
Who is right and who is wrong.
Whether keeping some parts of your body
in a cold storage before dying
is good or bad?
She is happy.
