According to the English Dictionary, paradise is heaven at the ultimate abode or state of the righteous. Well, what does that actually mean? What I am trying to say is that there is no concrete definition for paradise. Paradise is defined differently by everyone in every way. What someone may consider paradise may be reality to another (Even some things of in life I consider to already be paradise such as my family). That is why my version of paradise is like no other because everyone’s paradise is unique in its own way.
My paradise is a place full of peace and harmony. A magical place where everything one has ever dreamed of comes true at the snap of ones fingers. A place where the birds sing delightful tones and where there is not one single cloud in the sky. A place where labor does not even exist (lets be real, even in paradise we know that is not possible). Where instead of waterfalls you have chocolate falls. Instead of roads paved with grabble; the roads would be paved in gold. At this place, everyone would have there own ultimate abode surrounded with gardens full of flowers. The people inhabiting this place would be friendly and courteous to no ends. The people would also be thoughtful and helpful.
Once at this place, one feels stress free because all the worries have been taken care of. One does not have to worry about paying the bills, putting food on the table or whether or not they are going to lose their job. Their only job would be to enjoy themselves to the fullest. Since we only live once we might as well live the way we all dreamed of.
Thus, to me, paradise is not just tropical beaches but instead paradise to me is just a place.