Silence

The silence is unnerving. It is also something I’d always longed for, but never thought I would have.

I see shadows emerging from the other end. They look like me, but are wedded to silence. Then, she appears- looking rather pale and ghostly, not the woman I loved and missed so much. I’m surprised at my lack of passion or interest on seeing her. We just walk past each other, like strangers.

I feel eyeballs piercing my skin, but can’t see any. It is a strange energy – peaceful as well as unnerving.

The silent crowd is dispersing. We go in different directions down the imperturbable street, to emerge in different worlds.

I wake up, knowing fully well that I will never be able to look at others in the same way I did. Something has changed irretrievably – till I sleep again, and rise again.

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