I am in a general coach in the afternoon during the peak of summer, heading to the university for some paperwork related to my medical degree. There is no place to sit or even stand for that matter. People are fighting for space, and Bhojpuri songs are playing on the speaker.

A woman offered me a seat, but there are already five people sitting, so they adjusted themselves to make room. I am now sitting, but my ass barely touch the seat.

On the other hand, there is a middle-aged man selling khaman. His shirt is completely soaked with sweat, and he uses a napkin to wipe his hands and sweat, using the same hand to serve the khaman. At some point, I will reach home and only have to endure this for a day, but he has to do it every day. I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if I were born in similar conditions. Would I be doing the same thing? Could any choice, action, or hard work have changed this outcome for me? Is suffering just a random occurrence without logic or reason? Am I truly that helpless? Or perhaps he is happier than me with all that he has. Maybe he is content. It is me who sees suffering because I am suffering.

With these thoughts, staring into nothingness, sweating profusely with the noise and frustration of the people around me. But suddenly, for a few seconds or minutes, I feel a sense of calm inside. I have accepted myself, my suffering, my frustrations, and my helplessness, if only for a brief moment. I am still in discomfort, but there is a sense of tranquility. Right now, I don't want anything; I don't want to go anywhere. I simply wish to sit here for an eternity, if possible, with this stillness. In this state, there are no thoughts, no emotions, no ambitions, no goals, and no hunger for more. My mind is blank, and I feel free. I am at peace.

I understand it may sound like bs, but I felt what I felt. I have experienced this sensation briefly while meditating, but in this environment, it felt strange. However, I have come to realize that peace has nothing to do with your surroundings, circumstances, thoughts, fate, or your physical body.

Peace is not something you will magically find on a mountaintop or through specific yogic poses. If you are ready, you will find it anywhere, even in the most unexpected places.