A mouthful of Sky

When did I last look up? What is the price I pay to be in the rat race? At the end of it what do I achieve, a back problem, or hypertension, or something worse - loss of peace of mind. And today when I look up, I feel so peaceful under this roof which no one can snatch away from me. I feel peace at heart on such a wonderful thought. What is the price I pay for a bundle of nothing.