The human life is simple, and complex.
It is simple, because in fact it is simple,
And should be so.
It is complex, because we have made it,
Complicated, because we haven't,
Understood its simplicity,
We cannot believe that it could have been,
So simple, and then we made it so,
Confusing, that now we are busy,
Understanding its facets, and vagaries,
And we spend life time to unearth,
Its utter simplicity, and feel relieved,
That at least we have understood,
It somewhat, and feel gratified,
Of the efforts we have made,
And the times we have spent,
To decipher the secret of the life,
What a life-time award or reward!
