How strange a mood is? Though lying in an unreachable place it affects the surface of perception. Without making itself obvious or crude. And a beautiful ride from Bangalore to Chennai on that Krishnagiri road helps it. The greens on both sides, some hills, and lovely clouds scattered heavily all over the sky mingle with the mood and make many other things worthless.
My father says he will find his ultimate peace in the Himalayas. He wants to settle there one day, when he is done with this urban mess. And my mother says, true peace, you've got to find within yourself. It doesn't matter where you live, the people you are with, or any of all that. A truly peaceful person can be at calm anywhere.
I love the mountain idea. I hope to go there and drown in the pure calm myself , when I am done satisfying my worldly ambitions, or failing in the process. But my mother's words too seem to make a lot of sense. When you carry turmoil within you, it makes no difference. Because you carry it with you wherever you go. However beautiful the place, your insides will keep churning and disturbing you, and that peace will forever evade you.
I am too young to know or understand what these two are talking about. I am too young, inexperienced etc. to understand my own feelings. But one day I hope I get closer to some truth.
