Peace eludes. Like the dry and withered leaves cling to the autumn wind as if in search for a better place but end up on the ground, floundering for an answer and eventually turning into a clump of soil. The most successful people have been heard saying that their life was everything but peaceful.
What does surround peace? Peace encompasses three things, a question, an answer and a subsequent search. It is the attribute of present and only present. While surmising the future, we see that the idea of peace fades and gets clouded by various contingencies. Ascertaining the status of peacefulness for the future is tedious and outright absurd because you are never aware what comes along while you are dreaming of it,walking on a fairy tale road of wistfulness. In retrospection, the recollection of peaceful moments gets shrouded in the cloak of doubt. You cannot possibly rummage there too because a peaceful memory is like the art in a museum. It can be debilitating just to fumble about with it because a search for peace can result in incessant over-examination and later into pluming of questions asking 'whether there was anything peaceful about that memory at all'.
It doesn't matter how far you consider you have reached in search for this mystical object, you are right there, questioning yourself- "Are you peaceful now??" and your answer is no as you created tensions for future by tampering with the fabric of possibilities and you distorted the sculpted memories into grimaces of doubt.
This time or other you discover that peace is not to discover. It is about cherishing what life gives you that moment, that time, and living best with it.
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