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Would you find the words again? Three of us friends were in very good mood. After the day’s work we were happy, relaxed and isolated. Words flowed into sentences, sentences smoothly crystallized into thoughts, thoughts formed linkages in all directions. My two friends were five years younger to me. Both of them were talented and good talkers carrying abundant store of stories with them. Some part of their younger years was filled with adventures of medium kind. Stories and remembrances flowed. Past merged into present. New ideas formed, evaluated and lobbed back and forth. We felt no pressure of time or concern for anything. Sometimes isolation and right kind of company creates this condition. Suddenly one of my friends halted and addressed me, “Let me have your number. Going back home I will speak to you.” We exchanged our numbers. I remarked, “Do you know, I now live in a zone of silence.” Suddenly a pause took birth. Both of them looked at me askance. “It is like th...