Easy words

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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 this: at home, aside from daily home and hearth interactions, some days I do not receive or generate a single call, not even a sms. I live mostly by myself. In silence. That is my zone of silence.” I elaborated.

In time the broken chain repaired itself and words started flowing again. It continued through dinner. Finally we retired for the night contented.

Next day was the day of leaving. While parting, my friend again promised with fervor, “I will call you.” I smiled, “Oh yes, certainly.” I knew long-distance he won’t find any easy words.

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  1. BellaApril 13, 2014 at 8:19 AM

    I think you are lucky to have such friends. Their words and thoughts seem to be worth meditating on. How many conversations are filled with words that flutter through the air, collide and reproduce but there is no thought behind them except me, me, me.

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  2. Atanu ChaudhuriApril 19, 2014 at 12:44 PM

    Friends come and go - rarely do they remain for long, that too for easy words whenever and wherever. We three never met again and perhaps won't meet again. The words that flowed that evening remained locked in time and in my memories.

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