Silence

One more deviation from the commonplace. I usually like to title my notes with 2 or more words. Usually something vague and I hope, intriguing. This time however, its one word. A word that I like and dislike. A word that most of don't enjoy and some of us tuned to submit.
Silence

Its a weird thing. There are varieties of this silence. A bone chilling silence. A library's often-violated silence. An induced silence. An inspired silence. A forced silence. An awkward silence. (Trust me, I could write a book on awkward silences and my experiences with them) A solemn silence. A thought-filled silence. A mournful silence. A cut-the-crap-and-just-speak silence. An eerie silence. A romantic silence. A hungry silence. An eager silence. A silence that you feel before something wrong happens. A I-dont-belong-here silence. A pre-conversation silence. A stare-into-the-eyes silence.

All these silences, under the right circumstances can be forced/faked on someone. Which happens to all of us on an almost daily basis. But thats not my point.

My point is the kind of silence that you want to be a part of. It could be any one of the ones mentioned above, but what makes a difference ( a world of a difference at that) is the fact that you want to be silent. Out of respect. Out of love. A silence that you, not enjoy, but will not break unless necessary.

I spent this evening at Borders. With a Starbucks in my hand and a great book in the other. I was part of a silence that I truly wanted to be part of. A silent so calming and peaceful, you should have been there to understand how awesome it was. To say the least, I reconnected with my spiritual side. This will sound unbelievable and quite a bit stupid to most of you but with the right kind of silence and a great book, perspectives change. Lives change.

I never knew 4 hours would do so much for me.
By the way, the book was The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom. It took me half an hour to find the perfect book and this was indeed it. I haven't read such a simply written yet descriptively beautiful book in a long time.


As of now Life is good. Wanting to try Burger King. Studies Good. Music flowing in. Movies flowing in. HIMYM flowing in.

In other news, a Wise Man told me recently that I contradict myself a lot. Gotta work on that. Tired now. Off to Sleep. My Third Level, if I may say so.


Forever,
A Silent Reader,
V



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Now Listening : To the opposite of silence.
Now Feeling : Content

Good Night.

Alive and Awake

Hullo,
This time I'm going to deviate from the commonplace and describe a few days and not an entire month.
This note is not about what I aspire this month to be and neither is it about the month ( or whatever portion of it ) that has transpired.

This note is about one (maybe two) relatively perfect days. My past months have either passed in indifference disguised as sleep or disappointment aggravated by exams. But the past two days I have woken up and NOT thought about the periods in which I can sleep in or what tuition lies ahead of me. These 2 days I actually have brushed with my mind and not let the toothbrush brush while my mind wanders off. And believe me, I enjoy it. The mundane things that I do every day with a million bloody things in my mind, these 2 days I did them like I was driving a car. Life...seemed simpler.

Which brings me to my theory that things are only as complicated as you think they are.

I can give you my word that I haven't slept in any period these days and I have taken down notes and understood. This, in all probability, a consequence of the excess sleep I've been getting. But there are 3 words that describe my mind and my life in general in these 2 days ;

Order of Disorder

An order has emerged these past two days out of nowhere merely because I was more awake than I was alive. More interested than I was incomplete.


All these days, I've been alive but occupied somewhere else, attentive but not at what lies in front of me but at what lies beyond me. I have been impervious to the perfect things happening in my life, from that exact arrangement of periods giving me time to complete everything and still go have that heavenly orange ice-cream. Or the fact that nearly everyday my school is lightened up by beautiful faces. Or even the lovely weather (in the eves, not the afternoons, definitely NOT them!)

But to spoil the rhythm that I ever so slowly captured, I hope disorder returns because life is far more fun then.


But I will tell you this,
The past two days have proven enough to put me into writing mode.


And now,
Off to Sleep, only to be Awake again,
V


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Now Listening : If I Were You - Hoobastank
Shine On - R.I.O


Now Reading : C++ : Function Overloading


Now Watching : A regular supply of movies and HIMYM episodes thanks to Big Man.



PS: I wrote this from my NEW laptop! ( Sorry, couldn't resist.)