Awaiting my DESTINY...

I was silently awaiting my destiny. There was no one near me to disturb my silence. I could feel the tone of my heart... it was missing the main note. I felt my breathe.. it lacked the warmth of life. I felt my body lacked its soul. I continued to wait.. I felt my patience running out.. I felt my soul revolting against me.. but still I remained silent. I searched her in my solitude.. in the rhythm of my heart.. In the feel of my breathe.. in my body.. But I failed to find her.. I couldn't get her feeling.. I missed her warmth. I felt the universe was heading towards a sudden halt.. The fear of death.. my revolting soul.. made me afraid. But.. still.. still.. I continued awaiting her... and alas.. to the joy of my heart.. to the barren land of life.. she arrived...

I felt the silence around me slowly bidding adieu.. I rhythm of my heart started catching up.. its main note.. The warmth of life assured me the arrival of my long awaited destiny. I started feeling my soul. My breathe regained the fragrance of life. I could feel her in my heart.

I was eager to talk to her. My ears were waiting to hear her speak. But my tongue lacked the strength. And slowly.. slowly.. my soul started regaining the courage and I felt myself to be back in life. I asked her where were she.. I asked her why she had left me.. I asked her the reason for my solitude.. I wanted to hear her voice. My heart paused for its next note. But she remained silent and it made me worried. I felt myself guilty for her silence. I felt my soul taking up revenge on me. I feared the presence of death. I kept on asking her.. why.. why.. but she remained silent.

I had to pacify my revolting soul. I had to be alive. I had to keep my heart in rhythm. But I could feel only silence around me. I looked around.. there was no one out there to help me. I could find no helping hand.. I could hear no encouraging words.. I felt like running a loosing race.. I started feeling the chill of death.. the pain of solitude.. my painfully weeping soul..

And alas.. to my paining soul.. to the last note of me heart beat.. to the fading fragrance of my breathe.. to the low warmth of my life.. she said..

"Listen carefully to my silence..
I am speaking through it..
It sounds my feelings, thoughts and replies..
My silence is louder than my words.
If you are unable to understand my silence,
You will never understand my words.."