The ocean’s depth or an Emptiness?

We are busy , we are occupied , we have every second calculated from minutes to metro station to seconds for breakfast and it goes to the extent that surprisingly or unsurprisingly we even have a calculated time to smile , to laugh, to be sad, to express. How often do we stop just because we come across a sight so simple n serene that it has the potential to redefine our definition of serenity but only if its watched? How often do we pull our cars over at a calm roadside only to lie back and to take a deep breath just to know how it feels to breathe?


We are just doing whatever is meant to be done , we are so engrossed in it that we dun even have time to ask ourselves that what is it that we are doing , why are we doing it and yes finally the million dollar question ..Is it making us happy? Are we happy? Is it merely the need? Or is it just convenient to be there? Because change never comes with a guarantee of being fruitful, it merely comes as an opportunity to be shaped as either good or bad. Happiness doesn’t come in regular supplies of bundles it doesn’t fly with the future but its wrapped in the present .But busy and defying as we are, we never try to unwrap it, rather what we do is we trample over it. We have earned everything but we still haven’t earned the confidence of an erudite mind and the sanctity of a peaceful mind.

I remember being kids for whom happiness was the only parameter to judge any situation. Those days have passed, we have grown with time but have we lost ourselves too? Growing was meant to be gaining something it was never meant for losing the most important possession we had, “the ability to be true to ourselves”. We are so much lost in defiance and pretences that we have stopped recognizing the reality even if its stark naked in front of us. We fail to understand that its not the life we are running from but we are actually running from ourselves .cocooned in the warmth of a shell we just live for that moment failing to realize that one day its meant to be broken.


Friends
When even our emotions pose as a threat
Then its either an ocean’s depth or emptiness..
The ocean even roars and makes it surface express
But there is just no life in emptiness, there is just no life in emptiness.