To Speak
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
♥ Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The cardinal principle underlying the law of silence states that what is unsaid is always as important, if not more, than what is. This is because what I feel is definitely more than what I can say.
I'll say that the architectures of a perfect smile, begins by postulating itself on the planks of two perfect dimples. I'll say that these contours would gradually ascend to eyes that gaze in wonder of Life's treasures and the world's mysteries. I'll say that each smile is different and perfect on its own. For every angle, casts a different vision of happiness, that can only be expressed in its irresistible uniqueness. Even so, I am not doing justice to what I feel in response to this photograph taken. This photograph taken, that in a cliched expression, asks rhetorically, "a picture paints a thousand words, right?". Somethings cannot be said, and the beauty is to allow the unsaid to be.
The genie of silence must however be kept in its lamp, till the opportune moment. Our nature is entrusted with way too much to have that genie dictate the superfluous and misguided impressions that we incidentally convey. The misunderstood is borne from what is not said, rather than what is.
Life's too alienating as it is- the divisiveness of our arrogance, aloofness and ignorance prizes independence at the expense of communality. Against this, must we pick up our arms for our liberation. And believe me, we have the ammunition.
Like a ray that emerges from the horizon of thoughts, our speech illuminates all that it reaches and touches. And where at one point in time, ambiguity and vagueness shrouds the mind in blindness, with pristine clarity and lucidity it is now enveloped with. Can one express comprehensively what life and love is? perhaps not. But momentarily, with the brilliance of speech, is one given an opportunity to.
And perhaps that is all there is to be sought in this life. The nearing of the gap between who you are and who I am. To find, on a theatre of language, an act or character of sentiment is to know and feel that such sentiment resides not in one person alone, but common to all. But without the theatre and the gusto to tell, who would say? who would dare convey the personal when such communication involves the risk of ridicule? Life's a game of russian roulette and living means spinning the cannisters. Find the person who would dare you to speak. And when you find that person who's allowed you to, that's the diamond in the rough. Dont let go. That is the challenge today.
