✍️ Usha Maniar
Today, on my way to work,
a sudden dizziness stopped me.
I sat quietly on a chair at the bus stand,
watching people rush—
to offices, to markets,
to villages, to temples,
and some, perhaps,
already on their journey to eternity.
For a while, I felt weak,
but as I sipped water
and watched the world run by,
a strange peace filled my heart.
I realized—
life’s truth is not in running,
but in pausing.
Like muddy water stirred by motion
becomes clear when it rests,
the restless mind too
finds clarity in stillness.
Life is too short—
why waste it in endless chase?
If we can quiet our desires,
control our needs,
we will no longer need to run after life.
Instead, life itself
will come to rest in our hands.
🌸 Pause… and life will unfold its path. 🌸
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 1:24 AM UTC
✍️ Usha Maniar
Today, on my way to work,
a sudden dizziness stopped me.
I sat quietly on a chair at the bus stand,
watching people rush—
to offices, to markets,
to villages, to temples,
and some, perhaps,
already on their journey to eternity.
For a while, I felt weak,
but as I sipped water
and watched the world run by,
a strange peace filled my heart.
I realized—
life’s truth is not in running,
but in pausing.
Like muddy water stirred by motion
becomes clear when it rests,
the restless mind too
finds clarity in stillness.
Life is too short—
why waste it in endless chase?
If we can quiet our desires,
control our needs,
we will no longer need to run after life.
Instead, life itself
will come to rest in our hands.
🌸 Pause… and life will unfold its path. 🌸
This poem reminds us that in the rush of modern life, we often forget ourselves. True clarity and peace come not from constant chasing, but from pausing. Just as disturbed water clears when it rests, so too does the human mind. Life is short—live with calmness, not constant race.