Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Silver Silence

I just sat there on the carpet. Quiet. Leaning against the Deevan. My head, cuddled in my own arms, rested on it. My legs folded. Lips curved into a smile. A thousand thoughts in my heart. No words on my lips. Just a smile. And a very special person, sitting very close by.


This was me. Two nights ago. It was me, unlike me. I am known to be garrulous. I am extremely (in)famous for elevating the levels of irascibility of people close to me through my incessant chattering. I enjoy talking. I enjoy talking because I enjoy sharing. Unfortunately, for a really long period in life, I thought talking was the only way of sharing. I could not have been more wrong. Someone very special taught this to me.


This special someone is a very reticent person by nature. As a child, it was this very trait of his which irritated me most about him. When I grew up, I realized that this reticence was perhaps a strength which accentuated his personality like nothing else. He is a person I am veritably, crazily in love with. And he is one of those whose love is accessorized by a silent sharing of thoughts. My extremely special bond with him is carved out of sublime understanding sans words. Of late, what I have begun enjoying the most about us is our silent companionship- the deep knowledge that we're around each other even if we cannot hear each other.


'Silence is Golden'-we've all read this note prominently displayed in our school libraries. (My college library did not have one, they simply chucked us out if we as much as uttered a word). However, the silence which accessorizes love is better described as 'silver'. This silence lingers around you, helps you realize the value of your company, makes the thousand thoughts scurrying in the insides of your heart come to a rest, and still, it never ostentatiously stares you in the face. It, as I said, gently lingers around you. It is a comfort factor. Anyone with whom you don't share a comfortable relationship, you would never be able to share fond moments of silence with. Silence, then, might irk, for you would, most of the times, will be lost in a guessing game.


Any relationship begins by talking, matures with understanding, and stabilizes at the point where two people can sit together, not uttering a word, and still be glad at the time they break away from each other for having lived, perhaps the most perfect and memorable of moments together. It happened with my two nights ago. I was, as I said, with a very, very special person. Just so the romanticism of the narration is not misconstrued, I must mention that this special someone is my elder brother, cousin actually, who filled that void in my life which did make me crib ceaselessly as a small girl. While I would be crying silently to myself as I saw other girls of my age being pampered by their elder brothers, cursing my luck for not having one of my own, this person was always around. Looking out for me. Watching over me. He just never spoke much. Dumb me, I construed the lack of words on his part as his absence. He, in fact, has had the longest, strongest, and fondest   presence in my life; more than anything, a presence which I can blindly rely on, a presence which dispels any insecurities characteristically borne out of extreme levels of attachment. I know he'll be there. And he'll be taking care of me.


He's given me everything a real brother could have and should have. That too, sitting at a distance. I, proudly commanded a tiny portion of his first salary. He, even before it was in sight, promised me the first gift he would give out of his 'own' money. He looks after all my needs. A single phone call, and they are all answered. He'll never question me. He's is subtly protective of me; I, aggressively so. I can't have anything hurt him. At times I wish I never came to know of things not so fine in his life. Yet, whenever he shared things with me, gloomy or happy, I could not help but feel a little proud. Of all the people close to him, he chose me. Call me thrasonical. I'd still feel equally happy.


We talk a lot on phone, but forget how to interact once in each others company. What cannot be found amid chatter, is comfortably perceived in silence. It is through him I categorically understood how we need silence to touch the heart of people close to us. Most special moments of my life flashed behind my eyes. The feelings generated by them wafted upwards from where they were buried in my memory. And I felt happy. And thankful. Thankful for many special moments life has bestowed on me. Most thankful for the one when I walked a long distance holding the hand of a very special friend. We were talking, and I remember nothing of it. I only remember how it felt. True, people will not remember what you said or you did, but they'll always remember how you made them feel. Feelings like this are best assimilated when your lips are shut and your heart talks. Those feelings shimmered like silver through my eyes. Once again, I felt infinitely happy.


Silence makes the real conversation between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.







19 comments:

  1. I got goosebumps reading this Saumya..it touched me beyond words (so m silent again) Blessed to have you. And yes..couldn't agree with you more..silence really speaks..and creates the most fondest memories

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  2. I am happy :)
    You did not even tell me you read this. Ek message to toh banta tha. But, anyway, this comment has come as a pleasant surprise. Thanks for everything. Love you.

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  3. It's not to do with the words you have used,the way you have written. It's more about the emotions that are behind this piece. Indeed,it is very touching. And you literally take me through a journey of your own,a poignant tale of love and companionship (And yes, I'm not misconstruing here). Kudos to you Di! And I sincerely wish you all the very best.

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  4. silver silence with the golden words and the platinum feel . beautiful ...

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  5. I wish I could double-click on the 'excellent' tab by the end of the post. Immensely lovely.
    Once again, beautiful feelings casted under words.

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  6. @Nikita- Thanks bachche. This one's very close to my heart. Thanks for reading it at one command of mine, and being gracious enough to leave behind a comment. Lots of love:)

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  7. @Achint - Welcome back! I think my blog missed you, given that you were a regular earlier on at commenting on whatever I wrote. And thank you so much for the appreciation. Coming from a blogger of reckoning, this means a lot.

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  8. @Aavika- Thanks a lot! You're a tremendous blogger yourself. The admiration, trust me, is mutual.

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  9. what a stupendo fantabulously fantasticaly chummish wara blog :)

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  10. extraordinaire... feelings galore... god bless

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  11. You know what Saumya...I saw this pic of urs on FB the other day...and guess wht? as I read this post of urs, I somehow knew that it was ur brother an had that pic of urs in my mind as well:)...beautifully written a always...and yeah as I read ur words on silence and how it can only be felt comfortable after one has had a mature rship with that someone, that image of the old Noah with Alie from 'The Notebook' came in my mind, as they sat quietly together, with no words spoken, but yet having that feeling of understood every single word and emotion..:) great going:)
    Aakriti

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  12. Your true emotions transcended me somewhere else..the intensity with which you explain even the minutest of details is impeccable...i dont think i have the stature to say nething else,just de fact dat im gonna enjoy ur writing to the fullest in the future.,.:D

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  13. i wonder i had some words to describe the way you write my friend..
    there are a very few people to bring out something in their note which is totally out those words and alphabets...it is the essence in them. an you have it.

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  14. @Apoorv
    Thank you so much Apoorv. You have no idea how nice I feel when people leave such comments, when they can connect to things which are extremely special to me. Keep reading. I hope I would not disappoint you.

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  15. @Bhavana
    Welcome to Nascent Emissions. Heartfelt gratitude for your kind words. You yourself are a blogger, so your comments make me feel happy. Thank you!

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  16. @Akriti
    I have no idea how I missed out on acknowledging your comment. Every thought you leave as a response on my blog is valuable di. Keep visiting, and keep letting me know what you think of the way I am progressing as a writer. Love you!

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