Do you remember the
Friends episode where Phoebe tries to make Monica feel better through some meditation
and relaxation techniques? Of course it is hilarious, I mean come on which Friends episode isn't, right? But apart from being funny (“listen to the
plinky-plunky music"), she mentions something about her “happy place”. And I
wondered if I had one. A happy place… a place to retreat to when you need some cheering
up; a place you would go to gather strength and succor when you feel down in
the dumps. Sounds nice, doesn’t it?
Yes I do have a happy
place and it happens to be the quaint little chapel in my school. Whenever I
feel sad or depressed, I can just close my eyes and be virtually transported to
this spot. I can vividly recall every detail - the quiet that envelops you as
you step in, the coolness of the mosaic when you lay your cheek on it, the
framed photograph of Mary Of Perpetual Help, the smooth hardness of the wooden benches,
the gentle sunlight that filters in, the far-away sounds of carefree children’s
laughter, the soothing cooing of the mynahs…. It is truly a beautiful place
that calms me and restores tranquility deep within me. I don’t think I chose
this place for its religious significance. But, rather, it feels like a mother’s
womb – safe and protected.
I haven’t actually
visited this chapel for many years now. I have no clue if it is still the same.
But in my heart and mind, it will forever be a little slice of serenity. Do you
have a happy place?
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