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Why Cann't We be Satisfy With Our Lives!

I visited a village in Arunachal Pradesh. A very remote area in Tawang District of Arunachal Pradesh. There was limited facilities in that area. There were no communication mediums, no market or shops, no transport, not enough education facility and not even medical facilities. People had to walk miles of mountain path to get there minimal needs. So there was less value of money; strangely we discovered exchange system!
 'Strangely' I am using this word because I had never seen such exchange system before nor I have seen ever afterwards. There were very populations in that village. Education system was so poor that children even didn't know the name of their nation; not even name of their Chief Minister or the Prime Minister of their nation!! Obviously these information seemed useless for their lives. But I found that people didn't have any complain about their lifestyles or against the system. There were happy with what they were getting in lives. I was young and college student at that time. Like other youngsters, I too had lots of complain against systems and society. But after my that particular tour, I found how  comfortable were we! I discovered, what we were getting that's our luck. Some people were even not  getting that much in lives but though they were happy. I learnt a lesson - How to be happy with what we were getting in life!!
After few years, I faced some tough time in my life. For a while was upset for few days! But I got strength while that villagers pictures came to my mind. Life is not a meaning of beautiful poem or a buds of  Flowers. It is a buds of Roses;  a combination of darkness and lights.

Then we think about our lifestyle; some time we usually complain about it, about our mates or our society. Complaining or showing regrets is our habitual nature. After all we are human beings. So we usually compare what other getting more than us. But when we see some other are not getting that much enough even what we are getting, we feel good!! Human beings......  :-)

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