The Power of Silence

We often take silence for granted; we feel the need to create the atmosphere of words so much that we never appreciate the silence. Silence is taken as awkward, emptiness, lack of courage or boring even, but silence is more powerful than one can anticipate. And what is even more powerful is the reason behind that silence.

Silence is comfort. Imagine two friends beside each other, each doing what they want, completely aware of the fact that they are beside a person who they love and they are comfortable with and it is okay to acknowledge the presence of one another even without conversations.

Silence is understanding. One look at her daughter’s face and the mother already knows that her baby has had a bad day and knows whether or not it is the right time to ask about it despite a word out of her daughter's mouth.

Silence is serenity. If you cherish what is happening around you, even the smallest things, you will be able to appreciate everything around you.

Silence is anger. When a husband has forgotten something important or is not able to understand something she has so subtly hinted, her limited behavior and words display her anger and frustration and longing for her husband to remember.

Silence is knowledge. When you are able to separate yourself from the constant chaos and noise around you, you are able to learn more about yourself and the way things happen around you.

Silence is priority. You take comments from friends even though you may not sometimes like it, because you prioritize the relationship more than answering back and ruining the moment or the friendship.

Silence is one face and many a mask. Of course this may not hold to be true in every situation. There are instances when keeping silent is actually asking for more trouble. But why is there the need to answer every question? Why is there the need to impregnate the environment with your presence? The depth of silence is more than that meets the eye. Never underestimate the power of silence because silence screams to be heard.

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