As she stopped.She opened her eyes. Wide open. But unable to adjust to the over luminous environment. Again it was the same question. Where was she? But this time, it wasn't nowhere, it was definitely somewhere. There was light all around. Actually energy. Energy that she could feel. It was beautiful. Whatever it was, she didn't exactly know. But it was dynamic. Lot of activity was going on. She looked down. She was amazed to see where was she standing. It was some track. A weird track. There were many similar ones. All around her. Lots and lots of paths. Still more confusion. Earlier there wasn't any and now there are too many. Where to go. Some things were moving across those paths. But what were they? Big giant structures were visible at some distance. Should she speak something? She chose to remain silent. She observed. It was better than blankness. But it wasn't something solid on which those tracks were laid out. Everything was floating in a fluid. Everything emb...
The ironic lives we live - an unsociably social animal - we tend to stuff ourselves with myriad emotions which keep bouncing all inside just to come out but of course, the listeners are few. Pen and paper - the saviors come, today the screen and keyboard although, to save you from the wrath of these dancing pieces of feelings and emotions which might even drown you to unknown depths. Thus, they become your best friends and they just help you because they're also, as silent as your EMOTIONS!!!!