Bliss is Convenience.

Life is mostly froth and bubble,
Two things stand like stone;
Kindness in another's trouble,
Courage in our own.

As I fail to recall who wrote these words, what doesn't leave my memory is that it speaks volumes of what is true. However, this true only for those who are true, to themselves and to those around. Courage in our own is taken for granted as is kindness for others. It's so easy to assume that an indivdiual who doesn't complain or is always smiling, has no battles to fight. Plato rightly said, "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle." But being kind is misunderstood as a motive to gain something, or foolish, because let's face it, why would anyone care to have time and energy and be kind enough when there's so many things to do, places to be and people to meet? Being content with yourself, your life is looked at with envy in this age. How is it that you are content when I am not? As much as such questions are considered childish, they come from a negative place; a place no child comes from. Today, where ignorance is bliss, bliss is not necessarily ignorance. Bliss is Convenience. Convenience is the new-age mantra, and nothing works if it is not convenient. Whether it is the oh-so-important meeting at office or a chat to lighten up a heavy heart, it won't work if it is not convenient both ways. We have no time, no energy, no understanding, NOthing. Amidst a system that spews only grey, where can any one see light or dark? It's all such a blur, for colour is no more a part of anyone's life. It is restricted only to walls, violence and flags. Walls built in houses, not homes. Violence, preferring only red, blood red. And flags to differentiate where you belong. And all this is done, of course, with convenience being the top criterion.