I always chose to walk down the silent dark roadside to the crowded church gate. A few steps further from the noisy gate was a silence that I had fallen in love with. Beyond the silence were conversations that I exchanged with some supernatural force that I call real..that I call God.
One of those days where the questions in my mind found me near the church gate, I saw a man mumbling words to himself..saying things out loud to people he came across...with no one to listen to him. I wondered if he would have wished in some corner of his insane heart that someone would atleast pretend to listen to him? I wondered if there was any part of him that was alive enough to feel the hurt of ignorance.....with noone who would even want to believe what he said. I teased my thought of feeling like one of them.
When I was on my knees wishing someone would read the silence in my eyes, he was on his knees wishing someone would hear the words on his lips. But before the eyes of those who did not read the silence or hear the words....we were both just insane people.
Beyond what's seen, what's told and what's defined...there exists a world of words, bonds and emotions undefined. But this...only the insane would know...
One of those days where the questions in my mind found me near the church gate, I saw a man mumbling words to himself..saying things out loud to people he came across...with no one to listen to him. I wondered if he would have wished in some corner of his insane heart that someone would atleast pretend to listen to him? I wondered if there was any part of him that was alive enough to feel the hurt of ignorance.....with noone who would even want to believe what he said. I teased my thought of feeling like one of them.
When I was on my knees wishing someone would read the silence in my eyes, he was on his knees wishing someone would hear the words on his lips. But before the eyes of those who did not read the silence or hear the words....we were both just insane people.
Beyond what's seen, what's told and what's defined...there exists a world of words, bonds and emotions undefined. But this...only the insane would know...
3 comments:
are u trying to redefine the word InSANE? It's weird how such silence can talk' but not insane
I would say its all about perspective.
You find it weird that such silence can talk.....
There is a whole league of people who call me insane to believe in the answers I find from the silence that I connect with.....
And I, find it a mere wonder....
Hmmm... Silence can talk... and i dont find it weird... I tend to hear a lot from the silence I hear from people close to my heart...
But having a silence in the heart... nor hearing it loud is insane...
Listening to both and not being able to interpret it or do anything about it... and telling the whole world that u r insane.... MIGHT define insane!! =P
U r able to interpret the silence in you...and you've made a difference... n thats what matters... Thats Sanity... A sound mind!! =)
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