Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The game of silence

She looked at him every now and then. But I think he looked away. Both of them were waiting. For nothing in particular. They just thought it would be interesting to just wait until something happened. Some days she wanted his attention and other days all of his attention. Both of which he refused rather curtly. And I think she went away for a bit to see if he noticed. He did and she came back at once. She could no longer ask, he could no longer give. She could give but he never asked. Not that he wanted nothing but he wasn't just sure. Wasting words was something they both disliked. And so they played. Day after day, year after year. Waiting, expecting, looking and not looking. She was a good sport but I think he got too bored.
And today she told me it was called the game of silence.

3 comments:

Vidya said...

The moment silence is realized is the moment of the suspension of life....

✩ נαηαкι ✩ said...

indira :)liked dis post..
n ya d link on 'confluence' was very thoughtful.. thnx :)

loop said...

Vidya, :)
Janaki, thank you :)