A luxury for many of us mean vacationing to the Caribbean, owning a home, an iPhone {then the iPad and what not}, BMW and many other et ceteras. Owing to our constant desire for happyness and fulfillment, these luxuries we want to afford naturally become a goal in our lives.
For the less fortunate however, life has a different connotation. None of those luxuries are ever attainable. In fact, hardly ever thought about because happyness bears a humble definition. One in which there is no worry about whether there would be enough food to put on the table – the rest are luxury. It’s a constant struggle.
Such.. the dismal reality of the destitute.
