Around me and you
Everyone seems stuck somewhere
Some in lectures
Others in traffic
Some in meetings
Others in cubicle
Some in queues
Others in rain
Doodling, honking, daydreaming, fretting, waiting, drenching
Stuck in life, forgetting
Life’s still stuck in them.
N.B. : “You don’t have to do what you don’t want to do.“
I dislike the vulgarly blaring loudspeakers
I hate the honks of trucks and cars make in the jam
I hate noise in general.
I am scared of silence.
Noise crisscrosses the temporary and cancels.
Silence adds up the past, the permanent
Becomes heavy :
Defects damages and deaths…
Then silence becomes visible and grueling to tolerate.
The cacophony is too clear to avoid
Harsher than noise of vulgar loudspeakers.
Shriller than the honks.
In noise things are lost,
We hear a lot but listen nothing.
We hear nothing but listen a lot
And listening to silence is deafening.