Reality

Lying on my bed I close my eyes and imagine that life isn’t unfair. Giving myself a false hope. Dreaming for a perfect life and pretending that problems are just a piece of cake, until I fall asleep because of fatigue. I was dreaming the unreal world where lovers are always romantic, where some families are not separated, where people have unity, no wars, no violence, no crimes, no poverty, no heavy burdens, no boundaries. For there is equality, unending happiness, faith, peace, and love. Once upon a time, I saw myself sleeping peacefully and I felt like my soul separated from my body. I decided to stare and give a glance to myself, laying on bed asking what is my purpose and why I exist? My soul returns to my body to figure out the answer. I wake up and realize that I am just dreaming a fantasy and this is the reality that no matter how life knocks me down I always get up and try again. The reality that life is unfair and not perfect. The truth is, problems are infinite and may encounter every day, the real world where lovers are not always romantic and some families are separated. Where other people does not have unity, where there is war between countries. The reality that crimes are everywhere and the increasing cases of poverty. The reality that there is no equality, there is pain and griefs, different faiths and beliefs, where peace is rare and love is fading. My purpose is to gain lessons from it, I am existing to conquer the world. And I am existing by God’s grace. Keep fighting…