Day 24 : The Sound of Silence

I walk through the cold and wet streets, the mehrauli evening seems so quiet to me. I enter the park and walk past dry leaves piled up against empty benches. Round park lights are already lit,like so many candle flames.I'm surrounded with trees & one or two glittering stars. The trees are all covered.

I gingerly sit on a cold bench before the old monument. I glance up at few bare branches which seem to reach for the sky.

Now, the world is silence - I seem to be surrounded by so much silence.

Every time I come here I feel this silence, and in that silence the emotion of gratitude always emerges. I feel grateful to everyone for giving me a reason to live. I feel grateful to Krishna. I feel grateful to be breathing and to be on the path of love, true love.

I close my journal and rise to my feet, gazing at the stars.I don't know why but I then kneel to the ground and touch my forehead to the cold concrete bricks in obeisance. When I stand again, I whisper, "Thank you " and turn around to leave.

Walking away, I can still hear the silence.


P.S: Few joggers thought I collapsed.I guess they thought right.I did collapsed in gratitude.