The Calmness Of People In White Hahaha😂😂

There's something deeply amusing and yet mysteriously calming about people in white. You know what I mean: those immaculate, clean outfits that make you look like an angel from a laundry ad. They exude a unique calm, almost as if they walk slower, blink more gently, and glow in the sunlight like a human candle. You don't argue with people in white. You don't even speak too loudly in their presence. Why? Because they exude the calm of a Sunday morning and the elegance of a blank canvas. Let's be honest: white is risky. One drop of stew, a dusty bench, an overly friendly child with a chocolate bar, and it's over.

White clothing requires discipline. You don't wear white unless you're willing to move like a monk and avoid chaos. And that's precisely where calm comes from. It's not the color itself, but the attitude you need to wear it. White as a lifestyle. Those who regularly wear white have mastered a lifestyle. They have chosen calm over chaos. It's almost a spiritual choice. They don't rush. Have you ever seen someone in white run? No. You haven't. Because they don't. When they're being chased, they simply turn around slowly and say, "I'm not panicking." And somehow the danger subsides. That's the power of white. It conveys the aura: "Everything is under control." Even when it's not. Even when people in white are late, they glide by as if to say, "I didn't hurry, but I'm here. Let the peace continue." They sit quietly, move carefully, and somehow never break a sweat. Try wearing white on a hot day, and you'll look like a boiled yam in ten minutes. But them? Not a drop. It's like they have air conditioning in their souls. Hahaha. Weddings, churches, mosques, and ceremonies. Now let's talk about the holy trinity of white clothing: weddings, churches, and special ceremonies. Walking into a church where everyone is wearing white immediately makes you feel like heaven is just five minutes away. White conveys harmony. It unifies the crowd. No garish colors, no competition, just calm and presence. When a bride walks in that long, flowing white gown, everyone's jaws drop—not just because of her beauty, but because white gives her a sacred aura. Even her slow walk down the aisle seems like a peaceful parade toward destiny. At ceremonies, especially traditional ones, when elders wear white agbada, flowing robes, they exude a serene authority. They don't have to say much. Their clothing already says, "We are wise. We are calm. We have seen life and come through it unsullied. The psychological peace of white." Let's talk science for a minute—don't worry, just a minute. White is a combination of all colors. It reflects everything and absorbs nothing. That alone is powerful. It doesn't fight. It doesn't contradict. It doesn't clash. It's simple. That's peace, right? No need to be loud.

No competition. Just be yourself and let the light shine through. When people wear white, they subconsciously ask others to slow down. You can't yell at someone in white. You'll look ridiculous. It's like yelling at a cloud. Psychologists say colors affect our emotions. White can evoke feelings of clarity, simplicity, and new beginnings. Perhaps that's why we feel so at ease around people in white: they convey the energy of a blank slate, ready for peace, not conflict. White clothes and pure spirit. Now, let's talk about it. Have you ever seen a baby in white? Don't lie, your heart melts. Instantly. There's something about babies in white that says, "I am pure. I am loved. I am the beginning of something good." Even if the baby poops in the clothes five minutes later—a moment sooner? Peaceful perfection. The same thing happens when you wear white for the first time in a long time. You stand taller. You're more in control. You walk as if you have a destiny to protect. You feel lighter, both in clothing and spirit. In white, you can't even get angry. Try it. Go out wearing white and attempt an aggressive scowl. You'll look like an angry chef or a lost choir member. Either way, the feeling won't last long. That's the calm of white clothes; it gently shames your stress. It says, "Calm down. You're too refined to be angry in these clothes." Doing the laundry and the silent suffering.

Now comes the real "hahaha." Wearing white may seem peaceful, but doing the laundry? Oh my God! That's where the difficulty lies. Whoever invented white clothes obviously hated people with red stew in their life. One splash of jollof rice and suddenly you're a scientist, mixing detergent as if you're concocting medicine. Not to mention attending outdoor events in white pants. Every chair becomes a threat. You walk into rooms as if you're looking for landmines. "Is this chair dusty?" "Is this wall secure?" "Can I lean on this table?" No peace of mind. But this also teaches you mindfulness. You move deliberately. You think before you sit. You pause before you act. In a strange way, white clothing makes you wiser. A symbol of hope and healing. White is also the color of healing. Hospitals, nurses, and doctors wear white not only because it looks clean, but because it symbolizes recovery. Peace isn't always stillness. Sometimes peace is the steadfastness of someone trying to heal you. White reminds us of that. It tells you, "You are safe here. You are cared for." It's a beautiful message to wear on your body. Even in spiritual traditions around the world, white represents rebirth, forgiveness, light, and new beginnings. It's the color people wear when fasting, praying, or in times of reflection. Why? Because it quiets the noise of the world and invites inner clarity. Angels in everyday life. People dressed in white can seem like angels among us. Even if it's just a street sweeper in a white uniform, a choir in long white robes, or a grandmother in pure white lace and a headscarf, there's something divine about it.

The sight of them conveys peace, respect, and often laughter, especially when they avoid even the slightest mess. But, joking aside, they represent something timeless: purity of spirit, order, and peace. Even if they don't say a word, their attire speaks volumes. And perhaps that's the most important lesson. Peace doesn't always come with noise. Sometimes it comes in simple, silent white, as if the air belongs to it. Final thoughts (before you do the laundry): Next, when you see someone in white, smile. Give them space. Offer them a clean chair. And maybe, even if it's just once a month, wear white yourself. Feel the peace. Feel the serene dignity. Feel the slow pace of life of someone who prefers calm to chaos. What if someone spills stew on you? Laugh. Because now you have a story. And peace doesn't just mean being flawless. It means smiling even when you're not. Hahaha. Thank you guys for reading and God bless you all 🙏