Sound of disappearance : Silence

 Sometimes silence can be quite expressive..

If you  did not get what I mean, try recollecting all those times in life when all you had with you was silence and yet you felt understood...felt heard.

If you cannot relate to this, then all I got to say is "You must be really lucky! " :) Stay Blessed

Sometimes these silent moments can speak volumes...and at times the situation is such that all we are left to communicate with is this silence.

Yet it seems satisfying..because somewhere we like to stay in the comfort that nothing is being said..that our thoughts aren't being read...and we are too afraid that breaking the ice may just break the bond...the bond which is formed between two silent souls trying to gauge each others thoughts.

But just as we begin to start seeking comfort amidst the silence, it suddenly starts becoming loud...it starts getting deafening without a single word being exchanged.

Misinterpretations, misunderstandings surface up and we are left with this calm silence breaking loose and creating chaos in our heads and in our lives...

and that's when we yearn for a spoken word...
a spoken word which can confirm our interpretations...
a spoken word which can break the melancholy of the silence which has suddenly turned eerie and cold...
a spoken word which can soothe out the chaos, the once comforting silence has now transformed into,
and that's when we wonder what exactly is more real..which exactly should we believe...

the expressive silence or the deafening noise it has created?

PS: I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left Inside Me.

However I believe  that what is most important to me must be spoken, made verbal and shared, even at the risk of having it bruised or misunderstood or hurt to that someone who is my life.

That someone will surely understand the loudest mystery ..inside me