The Alarm is shrill, and persistent. It does what it is supposed to! It makes sure you leave the bed and get on with the day.
You have been rudely woken up by an intrusive sound. It does not belong here by your bedside. What if it was not there? Would you be able to wake up in time for the children's school? For your own work? Or work-out? Would your system be refreshed and happy and contented at a good night's restful slumber and be ready to lumber up to the world?
When you do start a routine day on this loud and peace'less' note what is it that can bring peace into your life? Your day? You rush through the morning hours to fit into the morn a life time of activities. Bathing, brushing, breakfast, newspaper and the rush hour commute. Oh! The laundary. And the cooking.
The gentle morning awakenings are a dream like state that happened somewhere in a past life that no regression can reach. There is a faint awareness of a noiseless awakening that can lead to a peaceful day... but it is faint.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
The noise in the world outside threatens to invade every molecule of our existence. The angry motorist who honks because he wants the right of way from us is no better or worse off than the one who glares and shows his fist in a gesture of utter irritation early in the morning. Then there are those who believe that they are not on the road if they do not honk. So... even when there is nothing that needs to be blown out of their way, they simply SIT on their horn. They are themselves shattered souls in a noisy world and want to shatter any one who remotely connect with their existence. Even if it means blaring on a empty road.
What about those 'young' blood who give not a thought to spilling blood at the drop of the proverbial hat. They are listening to loud music that drowns out all else. They are not only listening themselves but also making sure that those on the road can critique their choice and they better be nice about it!
WHy is the world running and where is it running to?
Will we ever decide in favour of peace and silence?
Can we?
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