I am 'Still' when so much is happening around me, 'for' me and 'by' me. Its a mere stillness to the chaos, an answer much demanded than desired. A very adamant mind set may be or can call my idiosyncrasy, but nice. I wonder, when one can sit and crib, find mistakes, be unhappy, curse people, regret in its real sense and weep for futile reasons, stillness is a gift, a miracle just round the corner of my mind acting like a guardian. More so, it even helps to smile at undefined and inconsequential things, a negative emotion is just shooed away by this calmness. I can admire attributes of a human in an honest perception even though I might not want it or give- into the situation.
I simply fear my calmness, its been tough to weep but easy to smile. Its a retaliation among memories or reality I don't know but my answer is as simple as it could have been ever in my life. So much of clarity among a blinding haze. Multiple nights of unconquered dreams and unanswered questions lead to peace? I thought it was exhaustion!
I doubt it badly now, it sounds like an illusion, but its happening. I have an innocent hope that its just me and no one else. I hope there is no indifference creeping within Self. Thoughts is what we are and do they make a human and create its existence or its the other way round I am still figuring out!
If yesterday I was amazed to observe someone smile at everything and nothing, insane they are called much abiding to the conventional mindset, I would hint myself towards the same category then. But its fun. Its been and I am sure it will be.
Stillness is most likely another step, evolution, moving up the grade set by me and only Me. I admire those who have reached there and apprehensive about few who are still trying. I hope they make it or I hope they don't, may be they don't fit. It will spoil my peace. But I am an optimist, a universal one. I will smile n Still Smile.
