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Peace - A freedom

 Many of us have stumbled over this word many times in our lives. We are taught that when it is achieved we feel something which we have never felt before. We learn from our elders that it is not an easy process. I’ve often  heard my grandma telling me, “You know in the shastras and puranas everyone sits and meditates for almost their life time to find this distinct concept of peace.”

The many shining personalities in history have suggested other processes of peace. In fact they struggled for it , they fought for it, they lived and gave their lives for it. The father of our nation Mahatma Gandhi said “The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace.” While Mother Teresa gave us a clue on where to start with “Peace begins with a smile.” Martin Luther King said “Peace is not merely a distant goal that we seek, but a means by which we arrive at the goal.”

On hearing so many different versions of peace I was only  left with the questions “Is peace a story that it has so many versions ?”

“Is peace an object which gives people happiness?” “Where is peace, Could I also find it?”

Peace is widely accepted as a freedom from disturbance. In the past peace meant a time without wars, fighting or the threat of violence but now it refers to a state of harmony, quiet or calmness without hostility.

Peace is not that which can be brought from outside but that which needs to be discovered from inside. I would like to quote Ralph Waldo Emerson “Nobody can bring you peace but yourself. Certainly, peace is not a material to be kept but an achievement of understanding.

Sometimes it feels like peace is a lens through which we are able see a whole different world. Maybe like a liberty in tranquility.

T


Thank you ! Please share what peace means to you and check out the poem also!

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