Until a few months back if someone had asked me what would make me really happy – my stereotypical answer with certitude would have been around my success at work or a purchase of a bigger house or world travel.
Having spent the last four months at home, adapting to a simple lifestyle with no shopping, parties, restaurants, travel and even office, definition of the recipe of happiness has changed.
Things which were invisible earlier in the rush of time, seemed to start appearing vividly. Eyes got aquainted to empty roads and ears to silence. The silence was broken only by light whispers of nature – through birds, trees, wind, thunderstorm and bees.
The way one needs to lower the noise of thoughts to hear the inner voice, in the same way, the silence and softness around me has drawn me close to the earlier unseen and unfelt. I was so submerged in my chaos that the conspicuous hid right at plain sight.
I have learnt to appreciate the silence which has brought me closer to the little things in life and these little things have begun to derive happiness for me.