Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Getting used to the sound of silence

So many people talking. Its noisy. I hear them all. All except you.

I made a discovery today. Nobody talks to me unless i talk to somebody. Only my friends talk to me. But even that is not "talk". We merely exchange words, not ideas. We only talk, never converse.

but at least, at very least, they talk to me. I am satisfied. Not happy, but satisfied.

You on the other hand remain silent. Only conversing with your pompous prozac popping partner; your husband/wife. I should have known better than to try getting close to a married individual.

Nobody knows how much i agonise to come up with something, anything that would get you to talk to me. Instead all i get is a nod, a wave, an empty excuse of a reply grudgingly churned out.

Empty, grudgingly.

I have decided to carry on my experiment. I shall no longer talk to prozac addicts; Those unable to wake up and smell the ashes who stupidly insist foul weeds are flowers.

Why talk when nobody ever listens! Why share when nobody recieves!

Its like playing freaking tennis with myself. Serve the ball and nobody hits it back!


I have decided to not talk, and see who talks to me. Those who talk to me, good friends all, Their kindness and compassion shall be repaid a hundred fold.
Those who would share ideas with me will be repaid even greater.

Those that remain silent, no longer exist in my eyes.


Is there really nobody who would truly listen and truly share? I hide nothing from people, why then do they hide from me? Should they ask, i share. Should i ask them, all i get is that half hearted reply.

Is there really nobody to share with? Somebody please return the volley.....

1 comment:

  1. So I guess that in a way you'll be, be not, and be again disappointed to see the initials J.D. etched upon this returning volley.

    I'll not deny we would probably hope some close dudette would come along and stuck a comment up here instead. That would be a dream come true, but then we realize that the real (Say Christian) world does not see distinction between age, race or gender in terms of concern and love.

    I guess I should leave the bulk of my post to our conversation proper. But as a takeaway, I guess most people don't, or would only wish to share their side of the story around. Worry not, we're all grappling with this sad phenomenon. The least we can do is not to follow them in our indignant silent sit-ins and hate to people.

    Anyway, ya don't have to actually repay people who are willing to share. Really good people wouldn't want repayment for their deeds anyway, so translate the repayment by sharing with others too. I don't think I am that good, so in the meantime you can always just buy me a bottle of sports water ya?

    Try to engage in meaningful activities as much as you can, and stick to the balanced theory of living if everything does not make sense again. It's not a bad of hot air anyway- but i guess the realization can only be made with faith and a little patience.

    I wish us both then. In the meantime till we meet, all the best dude. The formal reason of this post is of course, unnecessary to state.

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