Enigma Called Silence

Dr Gautam Chatterjee



The wind blows through woods that creates the whistling sound and passes through the green till it reaches the depth of the forest where it crashes to unveil the eternal silence. When the nature is sublimely calm, and no wind blows then one hears even a fall of a straw from the nest or drop of dew on the petal. Within silence of darkness where one earthen diya burns, one hears the flicker that burns with hours of contemplation. In the evening, when suddenly electricity fails then silence of darkness befalls and one realizes the bulb or a tube light which was illuminating was not silent rather too noisy. But this is realized when light goes off and silence, sounds through darkness, yet that remains still noisy until we reach towards deeper night where sound of silence echoes as silent is never complete and even the stillness is not without a sound. This penning does sound as one hears the flow of nib rubbing its face on the paper. Such is the enigma of silence that still holds sound quite aloud no matter audible or inaudible to our human ears or not.