THE LANGUAGE OF SILENCE
The Language
of Silence is supreme ; it is superior ; it is subtle . It uplifts; it
enlightens; It has no script ; just meanings ; symbols ; space . It demolishes existing perceptions!
It is now that I am in my late fifties
that I am fathoming the ‘language of silence’. The Language of the Child. The language of my Dog. Perhaps
when we are small it is with this language apart from the regular ‘crying’ to
communicate that we are born with.
More than communicate we assimilate . The
babies do it regularly . The moods of parents . The dogs do ; the moods of
Master/Mistress ! But when we grow we enter the areas of coarseness and
entangle ourselves into complications of
our creations. Is it our selfishness our greed that debars us from the refine Language?
It is now that I have started gaining my consciousness of the lost language
of silence. How silence speaks louder than words. Don’t we experience it in our
conversation with friends , family members , elders , officials, when the ‘gaps’ between the conversation convey more than our
actual talk? When we are expecting an important call and the anticipation , the
delay communicates more than the message
!
I sincerely miss and crave for the ‘silent’
era of Cinema. The Cinema of Buster Keaton, the Cinema of Charlie Chaplin. I rate some of the films of
Hitchcock of the ‘silent’ era superior! I lament the loss of creativity of
Charlie Chaplin with the advent of the ‘Talkies’. I hope one day we shall return back to the
‘silent’ era to discover the ‘pure’
under the ‘coarse’ of human nature. That would be more challenging and
meaningful .
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