Silent Silence

At times the silence is the most common thing you can see. Its the only music you can hear too. It’s the only thing to think about. The roads gets dizzy. The path is no longer tractable. Choices seems to be flooding the mind gateway. Confusions dismay and apprehension gets in. The ironical thing about silence that it gets along with itself things uncalled for in normal situations. It brings in noise, fuzzy and chaotic to understand. It brings in that emptiness that actually start draining your internal resources.

It was not for the first time he was practicing this silence. He grew silent a year ago. He stopped complaining. He had some things in mind, some though that he never wanted this world to know. His facebook page was active. At times, he tweeted too. He knew, to be dead on social platforms these days meant people would get to know something is happening. He never wanted, something should happen. The devoid feeling was getting intense for him. For the world he had a mask. A mask that always wore a smile. A smile that reminded people of good times. Times which he never wanted to get to real world. World where he was tired confronting, confrontation which he was not too sure of. Surety which anyways had became matter of choice for him. Choices which created incessant unsolved loop in his mind. Mind that he could not seem to have control of. Control which he had lost way back. Way back when he believed in waiting. The wait which he now wanted to obviate.Obvious which had turned to no more than an axiomatic truth. The Truth which had no answers. The answers which he had been expecting. The expectations which never made to his footsteps. Footsteps which now he wanted to trace back. Revert.

This perpetual delirium was killing him. Agitation, dejection, frustration under that cloaked smile. He wished his life back. Things had changed and he had too. The expectation had to end someday. The wait had to get over. Moving ain’t an easy thing but when its the only thing wisdom lies in doing it. He knew it. It’s only now he believes in it. And Belief is such a rare entity.