Deafening sound of Silence....

We have heard the term silence is golden many times but paid scant regard to it. Silence is the most neglected and the least understood dimension in our lives. Yet all of us at sometime or other indulged in the luxury of silence. Being silent is not alien to us “homo sapiens” unknowingly we spend a lot of time in silent introspection.
Silence has always been with us like a silent shadow, in youth, as a partner, as a parent and in old age. It resonates with our changing view of life in all these stages, at each particular point of time and we get inspiration every time everywhere. Silence is beyond boundaries of caste, color, religion and nationality.

Silence provides a measure of solace, and greets us solemnly in grief, displacement, loneliness, when traveling to an unknown place and even in joy or mirth. We have been immune to bouts of silence, in the bustling cacophony of city life where we lay extra emphasis on empty rhetoric and shallow pedestrian conversations. We wear a mask and walk to a Babel of voices and sounds of the polluted noisy traffic—in a city that is perpetually—a work in progress.

We live in a confused world where the decibels levels of intolerance, violence, hate have reached a crescendo— our changing lifestyles, cityscapes, tolerating the hypocrisies and moral turpitudes of modern society. We sadly ignore the quietude of reality in every walk of life—in every mundane phase ~ the changing skyline and nature, recedes as the concrete jungle takes over our lives. We become mute spectators as we observe the degradation of human values, and lives in this digital age. In deep and solemn rituals or even in the Buddhist and Hindu spirituality, silence is the name given to meditation, like an invalid taking to the promise of a new treatment. The aesthetics of doing nothing borders on the spiritual; a sort of mental process that stills the mind — enhances the consciousness and powers of imagination.
Silence is a dramatic multilayered reality, complex yet simple rendering it into the realm of the meta-physical in a graphic form.

Silence brings us closer to the center of gravity of our lives. It is powerful because it is not conceptual; it expresses a deep message that cannot be expressed in words. It eludes even the most sophisticated explanations of its power. The uncanny powers of silence are awesome when combined with wisdom. Silence is the fourth instinct, a primeval potential to clam up - which sets us free, isolated with no before or after. For the culmination of misery, noise must be renounced, till it is abandoned in the grave. Like the raindrop that is absorbed by the earth everything merges with nature. True enlightenment is the silence of the tomb as wisdom is always silent. Vinay-