Sunday, May 12, 2019

~ When Silence Speaks ~

~ When Silence Speaks ~

Life takes it turns and twists and with aplomb teaches us its meanings and true character...
My weekly visits to the famous Saturday flea Mart brings  me to podium whereby I can  well converse with the czars of true marketing....How they sell their produce ? and how they make merry whilst they do so...

I struck a bond with the "Man" with no sound or voice....be it listening or speaking...in other terms complete deaf and dump....  His archaic clothes tells me the visible story of trying to make his ends meet for his own good and his family...

The fragility didn't allowed him to hold back and sit in the dark corners of space...instead he was upright and on top of his gestures to sell his basket of what he  had brought to give himself the gift of earning... that too with honor...

Further "takings' lead me to believe that he was all ecstatic for the customers who thronged his pavement shop he sets up at a particular place in this flea market...

How can a man living in such hostile conditions be happy ...An Oxymoron-ic thought came to my mind, how on earth can a being be happy in poverty...with no backing of living for tomorrow...with meagre means of income and body handicap, he showcases a laughter of a filthy rich man with endless pursuits to power and pelf... The question still begets my mind with no reasonable answer!!!


My only regret was that whilst i was in dire need to know his name..he could not tell me ... He becomes my friend for life..his charisma and "Midas-Touch" of living life with all what one has gets deep routed in my heart...My being changed completely living that moment of humility and thanking the all powerful and wishful subject that we call "Almighty"...

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