From time to time I would always get an ever shifting glimpse of the silence - and that's how I knew that everything else was noise ~ unnecessary.

But then as I grew up a little more, I realised there was silence in everything ~ even in noise.

Just like beauty is in the eyes of the beholder - silence is in the heart of the seeker.

And it took time for my heart to be silent.

And then I realised, silence is noise and noise is silence.

And now I don't know what is what - but also, I don't anymore feel the need to know either.

And because I don't want to know, I know.


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But people ask answers from me - I wish they could be satisfied with only questions and stop seeking answers.

But, why not? They ask, I listen but don't answer because I know no truth - so they keep asking and I keep silent - until they decide something is wrong with me. And I accept that too - because I don't know any other way.

I try to rise with the sun and set with the moon - I can feel the tremors of the waves - everyone is vibrating - and they don't know it - I wish they could.

Everyone, I wish they could. There is abundance but not where everyone is searching. Not with fear, the silence - won't make home in our hearts as long as there is fear.

And I still have some fear left. I still have a little more of insanity to achieve. A little more and I will go mad, fearless.

I still haven't learnt how to laugh when it's not funny - not yet, not yet. A little more madness, and then everything will scream and go silent all at once.


© Saibal Samadder