Pin drop quiet,withdrawn into the back almost.Back of my mind that is.Even PePa my ardent and loyal companion can’t find me in there Today.The serenity is overwhelming,almost selfish if not lonesome.
This is the kind of peace you long for when you have had that back to back painstakingly long day(like your day just got more than the average 23.57 hours,haha): You actually thought a day is an exact 24hours?Oops! Can either be 23.57 or 24.03hours.
It drags along and you can almost hear it mock at you.Tell you how little or no control you got over it but to endure each screaming second.
The seconds and minutes have thus dragged by into minutes and I bet hours as here I find myself,twelve straineous hours passed by!It is unimaginable to say the least..must have been a traumatic day huh?More like I din’t see this day ever ending.But it did!Scarily but sure happened,like the end of a scary Halloween movie.
Finding myself leaning back on my black plastic coffee seat I put my hands to my itchy neck .Not really neck.I think English terms it the nape of the neck,the junction between the joining of the ear-lobe to the back end of the jaw-line.
Apparently a soft touch and caress to this portion of my body has always brought so much calm to my entire nerve system.Makes me close my eyes in utter surrender and utmost relaxation as I hear each portion of the nervous system call to the other to come attend the spa.Spur of the moment I presume,huh?
If only my previous partner knew this we would never have had those lengthy arguments,blame it on poor communication though…I called it the sketches of distorted love in one of my earlier posts based on poor communication.
I am however not complaining,no,not at all.In fact I am seated here wondering why I yearned so much for this peace and freedom from all my daily hustle.Why I even look forward to the end of a straineous and overwhelming day,like it would actually take me to heaven(I mean sometimes it actually feels like it does,take me to heaven that is).Loads more on why I always have to ensure everything is and stays perfect.I mean,to what end?
PePa thus answers with a spit of ink and jot therefore,”For peace and tranquil in a casing of utmost serenity,right?” She smiles back at me with a winning smile,more like Kelvin’s effortless smile from the sketches of withdrawal Yesterday.
But once you have attained all these,what do you then do with it?Trample on others with your peace,huh?I for all honesty lack a clear answer to this very question as it cascades through.To some extent though,I find serenity selfish.
Why for instance,should some have it while others strain almost their entire lives to attain unto it?Like why should one work so hard and yet another eats the fruits of his or her labour in serenity’s name?I mean I could be paranoid or even oblivious about what am asking but just let me ask as clarity is a medicine to the bones.
Fault me not however,sometimes my mind wanders;call me a discrete wanderer if you may.Peril is on Pepa who has to walk with me and offer no advice in most cases,loads of reprieve however with her sullen spit of ink upon dots of paper.
Wait a moment though,the amount of calm this end of day has brought however,it makes me feel like all my sorrows in this age are brought to naught.Like I already got into heaven.Beauty is that I can share it,I can give me in return and make another smile.Am feeling Mother Teresa right now,like we having a candid charity conversation,not chastity,O I would terribly fail in this second one am sure.
Now I see it,now my blind is washed away.I can place a hold onto it…even a touch.Serenity’s beauty only lies in sharing.In sharing this moment with another,as it is only a moment hence it all fills up in relishing every tick that toks by…..