peace to me is varanasi... being an active restless soul who hardly can meditate for a couple of minutes; i never know what it means about being peaceful until my travelling took me to a beautiful ancient city called varanasi.
tranquility and peace which I assumed should come from within was to me induced by this land. it was not my interaction with human being nor any act of rituals but merely the act of observation.
many years and thousand miles away; thinking about it ( as I am now) is sufficient to make me capable of conjuring words to form sentences. something i've not been able to for a while..
its not merely peace and calmness.. it was self awakening, self questioning.. it was when i felt there is and there should be a purpose living a life... i did not get any answers then, but the questions were sufficient in guiding my decision making in my life up to date...
i think and I believe i achieved peace with my own self on that day.... its a day when i felt my soul, my physical body and my mind made a pact to work together for a higher purpose...
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