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Does
peace mean anything? Does it ring a bell? I am not insinuating about the idea of
seeing people in endless strife because of ethnic conflicts, or being held
hostage, or like in Syria, citizens killed enmass using chemical weapons of
mass destruction. You look at the streets that once thronged with life and
everything is gone. Gone are the once lively women who sold their wares while
only being afraid of the weather. All there is left is cracked sidewalks, empty
gun shells, and broken store fronts laid waste by desperate looters. The once
smooth sandstone walls that made the town sunny, even when it was grey and
overcast, are now riddled with bullet holes. The streets are like a skeleton,
stripped of its flesh long ago by the mercenaries who had no mercy and were high on
substance. Working under instructions from a villainous vile of a person.
What
am I talking about?
It
is about feeling calm. You become silent and still and let hibernation take effect. That is, you cannot hear any sound
close by or at a far distance. It’s like being in a coffin. Not even the sound
of wailers will resurrect the corpse from the cube to come back to life. Even
your own breath seems to die as soon as it leaves your nose. It is an eerie
sort of tranquility, the kind that soothes, your senses became heightened. You
feel like the prey even though no predator can be detected. Your heart
thumps in accordance with slow, shallow breaths. Serenity is plastered across
your face and your consciousness swirls in the land of dreams, oblivious to the
physical world.
Once
you reach the climax of introspection you disengage from the thought process and
realize reality is just ahead, not even begging but expecting you to delve
straight inside without even seeking permission from you. Déjà vu. It’s
spontaneous, your bread crumb trail of ideas start rejuvenating. Only that you
are stripped of the inner sanctuary of optimism. Negation has resulted in a
carousel of confusion and shackles of fear. Still, like a lion marking its
territory, you want to roar and regain the urge to swerve like a cheetah.
Sometimes
life happens. We only need to dare by doing to get to the next level. If you
remain in a state of gratification, you will probably be overtaken by events
and have yourself to blame. Finding peace means getting your act together. And
taking the bull by its horns.
It’s
time to move to new fronts. I am looking at a time when there will be just me
and myself working towards making it big. Like that day I will finish my exam
paper, I will take a breather. I have already done away with the first hurdle.
Am away on official leave waiting to go back for my termination letter. It’s
this kind of acts that make you feel at peace. You reflect and owing to the
past insanity that you went through. You realize that it was worth it taking
that break from work.
While
what awaits may be worse than what was left, the truth is that every step we
take in life is a lesson. When you are sacked, it means that you have another
chance somewhere else. It also means it is a chance to reflect. To find peace
and strategize without being in a hurry.
Hasta
La Vista Baby.
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Source: Google Images]
