equation of my life.

misfortunes,
obligations,
temptations.

are the three words,
i came across recently.
thought it was missing another one.
the ultimate one,
the answer.

misfortunes,
indeed in everything we do,
there will be things we see,
as liabilities.
big or small deals,
we still get discouraged.

obligations,
can be a heavy one,
or light.
still,
has to be fulfilled.

temptations,
will stop us from yielding.
not saying neither,
has to be completely ignored.
just,
not too much.

a word i like to add,
achievement.
life is all about it.
at least for me.

three words prior,
i try to keep it balanced.
so i can achieve,
as much as i have aimed.

and the equation,
again,
at least for me,
comes down to one word.

happiness.

new york; my point of view.

branding,
packaging,
are the two words i think,
all of us are familiar with.
right?

well,
the best of it,
i have seen,
is not on a product,
not on a person,
but on a country.

the united states of america,
or i should say,
new york especially.

we've again and again seen,
the over exaggeration,
made overrated,
of simply how great it is.

now,
that's fantastic packaging.
the brand itself,
i don't need to say much,
it's the united states of america.
moreover, new york!

i've been living here for almost a month now,
nothing like what you've seen in the movies.
it's comfortable,
not that great.
it's quite safe,
not that dangerous.
as we have seen and heard.

just simply,
new york.

another city.

my 'lovely country'.

it used to be,
supposed to be,
meant to be,
one nation.
the people's.

lately,
things have changed.
as economy,
and politics,
took its wrong turn.

immensely reminded,
educated most formal,
even ruled,
to respect the flag representing.

all for no matter what?

what if i am a little person?
what if i am the uneducated?
what if i am a homeless?
what if i am not the socialite?
what if i am nothing?

will my government,
appreciate me still?
protect me still?
stand up for me still?
responsible for me still?

or will i,
be the dump?
be the outcast?
be the isolation?
be the unimportant?

should i still call the country mine?
do i still need to love,
respect and,
fight for its freedom?

when i am already rejected.
without the bucks,
without the status,
without the name.

peace.

it was a theater,
can't say it's big,
can't say it's small neither.

people from all over the planet,
different races,
religions,
dreams,
sat together.
in peace.

rightfully simple to comprehend,
the world is a much better place,
that way.

why then,
still,
endlessly we see abominations?

rights,
freedom,
humans value more than anything else.
while not realizing,
by force,
had been terminated.

fear,
always there.
unless one learn to be oblivious,
but that isn't right either.

dead end isn't it?

nothing no more.

even one of the greatest men,
whine.
even one of the most creative artists,
steal.
even one of the most religious ones,
lie.
even one of the bravest souls,
run.

who to trust?
who to believe?
perhaps, nobody no more.

white becomes black,
love becomes hate,
sweet becomes sour.
in seconds,
everyday.

what to trust?
what to believe?
perhaps, nothing no more.

a fighter gives up,
a lover walks away,
a parent disowns,
a child grieves.

freedom no more.
respect no more.
faith no more.
nothing no more.

ourself,
is what we really have still.

and that is all.