Amidst the chaos of life, there is an ethereal beauty in moments of stillness, where we are left with our thoughts and the gentle hum of the world around us.
Loneliness and silence are often perceived as melancholic states, but when they unite, they create a symphony of subtle nuances that we often fail to see in the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
As we sit in contemplative silence, we hear the gentle whispers of the ceiling fan as it howls and circulates the wind throughout the room.
The VFX around us comes to life, from the clatter of neighbors’ dishes to the rhythmic sound of the cuckoo. The ticking of the clock and the jingling of mother’s bangles create a symphony of separate beats that blend together into a song.
It’s in this fusion of loneliness and Silence that we are able to hear the gentle beat of our own hearts, a reminder that we are alive.
A surreal experience that draws us in and provides a moment of calm in a chaotic world, allowing us to connect with ourselves and the universe.
How could such a mesmerizing experience be labeled as self-destructive when it’s so addictive?
With (in) love (with silence),
Keerthana.