The Loud Silence
Time crawling, night freezing cold, a suspension of mist covering the atmosphere, my eyes fail to give away to the routine of the time. In a distance, the exhaust of motorcycles and engines of vehicles are heard roaring. The fridge in the close quarters can't stop buzzing.
How can the earth fail to keep silent even in the whee hours of the night? Despite that fact, the silence in my life is louder than any of the noise in the silent night.
Speak up, we all told. My mum says silence is the best response. 'If u have nothing good to say, it's better to keep silent,' she always echoes. You might argue that this applies at different times, but I am so loud that my own silence freaks me out!!
Why choose silence for communication yet there's a mouth to speak? 'Open up, say what's on ur mind.' I believe these words ain't new to u.
Many people are speaking, but not listened to. They are talking but they are barely heard. Some are shouting but they are ignored. And in a way, people are forced into silence.
but it's in this silence, that their souls get wrecked. It's this silence, that leaves them with no single trace of hope. Their minds keep wondering the best way to communicate and get saved. With time, they crave for total silence in their life, a silence that they can't hear the pitter-patter sounds of the rain on their own resting ground. A silence where they hope to finally find a peace of mind, where they lie with no anxiety of what the future holds. They crave the silence that will detach them from the nightmares of life with hope of resting in silence.
Their silence is loud but its sounds are only heard by them and not even their kin can trace a squeak in it. They need to be saved.
It is this silence that detaches us from our loved ones, that breaks strong relationships and friendships. Why is it so hard to hear the noise, the wailing, the struggles in ones silence? It needs to be made clear that silence too is communication. If only we could see the noise hidden in silence, we could communicate better.
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