Sometimes I just sit and ponder over the meaning of silence. The actual meaning, the one which is far away from the way we like to describe it. For the world, silence is maybe, say, absence of sound, or apparently for the in-depth analyzers, silence occurs when you're alone. I believe that silence is the most gratifying feeling in the world, especially when you're alone at 12 a.m. staring at your computer screen and wondering what the hell is going on in your life. Every thought in your mind is intertwined or unsettled.
Silence is when you know... that everything is silent but your mind. Your mind will speak to you the loudest when you're in silence, and the moment you isolate your mind from everything, including those you care about, or those you love, and especially those you hate, you will understand what's missing from your soul. When there are voices around you, they suppress your voice, and make you believe in things you don't want to believe. They bring you into a social, political, intellectual circuit that you do not belong to.
Silence, it gives you the right to be yourself. Silence answers every question for you. I won't say it's insanely easy to understand silence, because those thoughts, are full of wilderness, something that your body denies, but your soul allows.
So silence begins where voices fade, and voices begin where silence begins.