Coming back to the post,I hope this finds a connect with those who share the same label with me "Reclusive". Why is it that my silence speaks out only in case of fury,utter excitement or situations where it is most needed. Where does it hibernate otherwise? My mind seems to be echoing words that need an escape through my vocal chord but why is it blocked mid-way?
Since an early age I always spoke my heart out to my diary,that patiently listened and preserved my little (not -so-dirty)secrets, my daily escapades, my crushes( yes! I am normal :P), wishes and best of all my pain. I hardly mustered the guts to voice out the same to a living body. Much as I wanted to share and be a part of interesting conversations, I mostly ended up being the most consistent "listener". Slowly it turned into a habit and when asked by friends if I had anything to add on to any ongoing conversation( which I did) I'd come with my own hackneyed sentence: "No no,you carry on,I am listening". Back home I would rush in and open my diary and pen down my feelings and then have a satisfactory grin on my face.
But over the years I have realised that we do need to express ourselves not only through written but through spoken words as well.What if we may be ridiculed or ignored,atleast we have given our silence the much needed space to breath free. It takes time to break out of the shell but I suppose it's worth the wait. I am enjoying this new found confidence of socialising but it is still a looooooooongggg way to go.Although I still do rely on venting my heart out to my diary/notes yet, I have great friends who listen to me and help nurturing the newbie voice of my silence :)
Till then do give a listen to the following track:
Thirteen Senses- Into the fire.
p.s: This post comes after deleting countless posts in between. Do you constantly write and delete your posts as well? ;)
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