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Silence in the Noise

Assalam alaikum, readers! May you all have the ears to hear the voice of silence:

It seems very strange when we talk about hearing what is not said. It looks more absurd when we say about hearing silence in the noise. But readers I have met and observed these situations during which loud screams of silence could be heard and a number of unsaid words could be listened. I, certainly, would like to share those moments ant those subjects with you. Let's begin with a story of a ramp girl who met me coincidentally in a monitoring cell established once for public complaints against public offices and corrupt officers.

She was a beautiful lady of wheatish complexion, sharp features medium frame smart body, height must be 5.5. She was holding a little 5-6 year old girl's hand. She was having plan face but twice I could see in her eyes, deep sea of sentiments, a storm of emotional tides, a pain and what not. The strange thing that I felt was in spite of these expressions, there was no complaint in her eyes. That was my feeling about her but it was for sure that I wanted to know about her. Perhaps it was my first experience in life to hear silence in such a noisy public office, it was her silence that penetrated in my heart and I was anxious to have her exclusive silence. I wanted to read her heart through her eyes but I also wanted to hear from her mouth, the very bitter painful time she had.

I was drawn to her like a magnet but the question was how to go about. My journalistic pinch was not letting me ignore her. Suddenly she watch the time on her wrist, sighed and stood up for leaving. This was a proper time for me to move in so did I. I asked her politely whether I could help her getting time fro the concerned personnel if required so. She stopped with surprise, why would I do it for her when we don't know each other. With a smile I introduced myself and told her that I'm new in the town on some assignment. I couldn't tell her that I have heard her unspoken words, because she wouldn't believe at that time. Mostly we don't;

DO WE ???     (contd)

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