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Feb 2018
How lonely, how funny.

Whatever it is,
It's not what it is meant to be.
Circles and squares
and more of them.
Mind-boggling moments,
trying to fit in a frame.

So much of a crowd,
each one is just one.
But everyone is here to have Fun.

Running from the din,
Running into the din,
which they call Fun.

Relax, breathe, is what all they say.
Making a part of their busy day.
Take time for yourself, introspect.
From every negativity, you disconnect.

The quest for peace, ending at Fun.
Again, your precious time you shun.

You search for yourself.
You find Fun.
Loner Fun.
While I spent time with a few strangers who, like me had come to a place to get away from their daily chores and mundane lives in which we were trying to find peace and were here to search for ourselves, our inner peace, I saw some of them getting lost into mindless, pointless activities losing themselves to temptations, calling it having FUN, and forgetting the value of time they had taken out from their lives to rest, to experience oneself at peace.
is it so difficult to be at peace, or we have just lost ourselves to the restlessness?
Aashi Verma
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