Solitude

The never ending search for answers ends in solitude as the mind calms down and it gets tired playing out the thousands of possibilities. No challenge seems impossible, no loss seems too big, no worry threatens to ruin your feeling of bliss, no foreign surroundings make you run away, no fear makes you sweat. Its as if your life is like a river charting its own course irrespective of whether it will lose its identity as it joins the sea or lose its existence as it dries out into a small stream.
The urge for righteousness does not deem you guilty anymore, the urge for truth does shout liar in your head,the urge to weed out the gray into the black and white does not matter anymore. Its as if music is playing in your ears and every note seems to come out of no where and life becomes the magic you always wanted to be. Its as if the universe is ready to accept your every command and you stoop down to let the universe have its own way as you are just happy breathing in harmony with the world.
Every stranger looks into your eyes with kindness and with no doubt of malaise. Even when you have closed your mind from your own self the whole word tends to reach out to you with warmth. Its not that the commotions cease to exist but it probably loses it power to ruffle you once you are in solitude. Even your mutating thoughts tend to shed the cancerous tumours with no effort, they just tend to dissolve. What we end up with is just to be and live in the moment without getting nervous or excited of the wonderful tomorrow that awaits us.