Silence, something almost unheard of these days. In a world of immediate communication, updates and repetition of information, we are loaded and saturated with almost too much sights and sounds.
In the rare moments of silences, it almost feels strange and unnatural, the silences when we run out of small talk, the silence when your mobile devices die and you realise that you have no idea what to do, the silence the morning after the party, the silence when you are stuck in the washroom listening to someone else doing their business in the next cubicle.
Of course, there are instances where silence can be appreciated and enjoyed. The starkness of the dawn, the silence that follows the breeze and the crashing of the waves, the silence of watching the sunset or the stars in the night sky, the silence of your own room, the silence of comfort.
So what constitutes to this comfort in stillness? Is comfort self determined and self projected or does the environment and the energy you receive in that specific moment become a factor of how you determine silence? Could it also be both, can it be rationalised or is it unpredictable. Here are some reactions to the idea of comfortable silences.
A bottomless pit
On a high rise balcony, wind in your hair and you swaying along with the breeze, a soft sigh of relief and your favourite lounge tune playing, a moment of content and the world behind you at a standstill. And in that casual simple moment of bliss, transcendence – for a little bit.
A moment where you indulge in your personal time
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sound of silence
Does comfortable silence only exist in solitude? Does society now deem silence as something negative due to the overabundance of noise in our world today? Can negative silence be made positive?
Do take a moment of silence to ponder upon that. And feel free to contribute your ideas too.