I know words give form to feelings. But there are situations when words just get reduced to coffins carrying cold and dead corpses which do have a form but definitely don’t have any life. And in such moments, one should know that only way to capture the formless soul of those situations is by letting silence speak. And you would discover that whatever may be the situation and whoever may be the principals – silence always finds a way to express itself.

But so often we are so used to sound of words that, sound of silence escapes us. We are so trained in deciphering the words that we fail to decipher the silence. So, we either mistook it to be vacuum, when that’s one thing it is definitely not or we end up mistaking it for a quiet disenchantment.

But, if there is one thing that is never quiet, that’s silence.
Silence has a strange way of continuously speaking, sometimes in a low whisper and sometimes in a loud voice.
There are silences that say loud and clear – leave me alone and then there are silences - soft and vulnerable which plead – don’t you leave me alone.
There are silences that pose difficult questions and then there are ones that answer the questions which words fail to phrase an answer for.
Then, there are those uncomfortable silences which beg to be broken and those reassuring silences which plead not to be disturbed.
There are those wise silences that tell you when to go and get help of words. And then are those self-confident silences which stands in way of words and tell them, don’t you mess it up - let me handle this.

So may be it’s not a bad idea, to give words an off day sometime and let silence do the talking. Who knows, it might just be the day when unspoken finds an expression.