The poor kid's tiffin box

THE HAPPY & THE HURT


You know it when You are happy.
When the red is redder and smiles are wider!
When its green in the heart and blue in the head!
You feel great! Infact felt never better!

But its true that the Hurt live in the same world as you.
See the same red, only duller this time
Carry the same smile, for the sake of the Happy few
They try hiding the agony, they know its not glorious.

Its like the kid who tries hiding his tiffin box from others He knows its not as tasteful and desirable as the others’.
Its like the ugly soar on the knee you hide from others but spend hours staring at it when alone.

Why does the Hurt like solitude?
Why does the Happy want the world to know ?

Try thinking about this.
The Happy few tell the world, the happy story. And who exactly are the listeners, the sad souls.
The Hurt hide it from the happy world of others, because they know their story is like the poor kid’s tiffin box.