1 Peace

It's quite dull you know. Watching the lives of the people as days go by. Sometimes I would just do nothing but waste my thoughts on things that didn't really matter to me for days on end. I think that imprisonment or any kind of confinement would not have its desired effect on me. Those things are designed to work against people who lead exciting lives.

Things have changed now. A lot, actually. What is it that has changed? A lot. You see when you live in a small town you are able to tell even the slightest change that affects the town. You can tell that the town is happy, you can tell its sad. You can tell its celebrating and you know when it weeps. Sometimes people can afford to be carefree, have no worries and be in no hurry. They end up so content that they do everything at leisure. Everyone can be so satisfied with themselves its bliss. The whole town is at leisure now, the sun is lazily setting over the horizon. In no hurry its just slipping out of the horizon only because time dictates it to. The leaves rustle only because the equally lazy breeze is gently passing through it. The breeze doesn't have anywhere to go, its just strolling. Its synchronous, and it makes me happy. it makes everyone happy. The manner in which everything, the town and its people are carefree is synchronous.

Now with such given circumstances one often gets lost in the comfort of his thoughts and one wonders, about things, about events about anything that passes his carefree mind. And so I wonder too. Were there times similar to this in the days of the past. When man was but primitive, primarily surviving by instincts and manual work. Did they, among all their toils and living afford to spend some time to be carefree. Was the breeze as lazy as it is now or did the sun sometimes slow down due to the inescapable aura of care freeness emitted by those below. And thus I wondered on.

But be it anything. I am at peace. Finally at peace. Times were different then, times will change again. But in this moment I am at peace. My heart is at peace, it's beating soft. Almost as if I had no heart beat at all, that's how soft and peacefully it beats. My thoughts are not raging, and my body is not moving. I sit still to enjoy this peace, this nothingness. And as I do I look back in the corners of my mind. A similar time in a similar fashion somewhere in the past. The calm before the storm.