MINUSCULE MEMOIRS

chaar

four| chaos

we all look for calm because the chaos inside is already enough but have you ever looked for calm in the core of chaos

i would love to

I would love to surround myself with the hustling-bustling of the people from every walk of life while sipping on my soy latte

with no books to escape the reality, no earphones to block out the music of those living on the earth, no urgency to get home

just myself

listening to try melody created by the murmurs, while the zing of the coffee machine provided the background music, the scented candles settled on the window sills cast a warm glow on the people sitting inside

some laughing lovingly at their loved ones, some goofily making fun of their dears, some frowning over the conversation they are having on a phone call and me? just observing them

maybe we shouldn't sit in silence to let the chaos outside seep out instead sit in the chaos let the calmness seep in

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