While sitting on the terrace and thinking for a while, i heard my silence and the sound of the sky. The floor was empty, breeze all around. Birds were in, but their feathers I found.
I took up my diary and wrote for a while. I was surprised to see the words I found. Nothing was new and nothing was strange. It was an old practice which was misplaced. I never knew I was so loud. It was then i knew, even my silence has a sound.
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Amazing, Awesome, Mindblowing..very very original...reminds me of some couplets written long back on same theme,,,silence + loneliness
"Guzarte hue har pehar main iss gum ka suroor
Hathon main hai hath hota, isi bharam ka suroor !
Veerane main door sae koi pukarta ho jaise
Tanhai bolti hai bus aur Bajate hue kaanon ka suroor!!.........cheers
"
silence has its own language.. and your silence always spoke louder than words..
@sandeep bhaiya- wah wah! wah wah!... kya baat hai bhaiya... nice... i liked it... :) thnks... :)
@sukriti- i agree..:).. but not everyone realizes it like u do... :)
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