They say that happiness comes only beyond the peak of sorrow's! True. Filhal, I'm out of life's grip. I'm not happy, I'm not sad. It's a free fall. I'm in a state where I have nothing at all in my bag of possesions. I'm like this empty handed banjaran on a journey where she's going to pick all the things that amuse her. It's a strange feeling. A feeling where you know nothing can go wrong. I'm on a number line which has no negetive numbers and I'm standing on zero. Exactly that! I hate math but I couldn't have expressed myself better! It's like a whole better world waiting for me but I'm in no hurry to get there. A feeling of it's already mine, I just have to claim it. There's a certain satisfaction of being on zero. No bonds, no ties, no one to answer to, it's just me, free of life! It's a beautifully satisfying feeling. It's strange that even "nothing" can satisfy. It's a rocky, slippery road to success and God has secretly sneaked me to this secret gufa and told me "Since I love you a little more than the rest of them I got you here. Take a short nap and you'll wake up fresh!" I'm not afaraid, come what may! I'm going to accept both grief and joy with warmth and love them both with equal sincerity! I'm free of fear. Free of losing! I'm just falling free.
Maybe that's what's called being at peace!
PS: I enjoyed using Hindi words in between, it makes me express better.