My companion |
The night is here … no, no night is not in me, night is only my companion, my best companion. It comes every day with deep silence, with darkness, with glint and aloneness. Night is my best companion because it has same qualities which I have in myself, we are not same but not conquerable. With deep silence it touches my internal silence, through the darkness it access with my fears and aloneness reintroduces the absence of my soul mate and also glint joins me to dream a new beginning of my existence.
We are not only bound with such relationship but we preside one-another to a new beginning.
Here night is to skip, night has a different notion which has no possibility, it is against possibility, it is deal of modern people with night. But night has its extraordinary fragrances, which makes us in front with real universal existence, which burn with night and end with a night. Night is its mirror, which only makes them visible. Night has infinite possibility which can be seen through open eyes.
We never thought that human has an inexplicable relationship with darkness, with night. The night is about unlimited universal sound, it speaks the language of silence. Which always ready to receive everything which you offer to the night.
Night speaks the language of silence which are not bearable to human , it is heavier than the Earth and brighter then the Sun. As like, human also contains same deep silence and vastness inside and when it comes in same contact then it cannot be borne by Norman human. When you are in a silent dark room where no possibilities for technological appearance and your seat alone without any activity then it comes, it comes with speed .But we ran, we run to another place, we run for alternative.
But it is to bear, to receive. Great Buddha was a disciple of silence. He bearded, practiced and tested.
But we are practicing to destroy silence, to kill silently, conquer silence from everywhere. Silence and darkness are our enemy. Now, we are at war against it. We are innovating different weapon to destroy it, to make silence as our slave.
This reluctance came through our inferiority, inferiority of human from darkness. And a single place is filled with TV, laptop, music players and all. Because of inferiority only, inferiority from darkness, and from silence. When the electricity fails then speedy we search another alternative, only to conquer darkness. The single second is unbearable. But we couldn't win the war.
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