Absense of noise is not Silence !

It's a beautiful morning with clear sky and a rising sun on the east, like a sindhoor on the head of hindu woman. You wonder at the beauty of it and the splashing colors. No wonder saints take delight in their morning activity "sandhya vandam". For yourself are aware of that beauty. You walk to the bus stand watching children walking to schools, with smiles and carry no strains of yesterday. You walk close to them, you exchange smiles. There is no fear in it.There is a care, concern, tenderness. you two are aware of it. soon the knowledge takes hold , corrpution of the life starts. Where there is responsibility, there is no love. To love, is not to be reponsible. There is responsibility when you dont have love. When you love there comes a different kind of responsibility, not a responsibility of yours, but of the whole humanity.

The whole thought comes to an end as the bus approaches. You walk to a window seat and watch people indulging into newspapers, chatting, listening to music. Man doesn't seem to be silent for a minute. To him it is of no meaning. you wonder if any is of us are aware of great silence in trees. There is a stillness on the earth as you watch the mist drapes the whole earth . As bus passes through suburbs, you watch the trees, cemetry, birds. And there is a different kind of silence in the cemetry. there is a beauty in it. Absense of noise is not silence. Its not silence that is created after death. Its not a silence if it is cultivated. As one pointed out, you cannot cultivate a thing like that.There is a life in the cemetry.

Bus enters into a tunnel of darkness, into the city which is full of sorrows, pleasures, worries, acheivements, mischeif , ignorance, authority. is nt there a death in it ?. There is life far from cities, in suburbs to a less degree, and death in city. The bus came to its destination and there is end of whole silence and so is the beauty of it.