There I was amidst the crowd
Merging and gelling around
The moments passed to hours
And soon it was time to go
The sanctity of home beckoned
The silence, the solitude awaited
A pull, a tug to leave and go
To the haven of solitude and bliss
The stillness in the silence
This was the ultimate experience
Why then the need to go out
When it all was right within
Why step out at all in the ocean
When it all was at the shore


Where was the sound?

I could hear it loud

Yet it seemed silent

I know not how

It was the sound of the mind

The chatter in the mind

at times it felt like birds chirping

at times it felt like waves lashing

The sound went on and on

Silence …how would it be?

Was it no sound? utter stillness?

Did silence have no sound?

Then I would  have to see it

and surely could not hear it

how would it be?

would it be dark or light?

Who then would see the silence

In the stillness, in the darkness

How could silence be seen?

Who saw when the eyes closed

Who heard when the ears were shut

There was an “I” other than this body

infinite and one, that was the “I”

With no you, only an “I”

Who saw who heard who spoke

It was this “I” and none other

Where was this “I” did I know

Not until I existed would I know

the “I” untouched…unseen…yet…

The eternal one…

Silence it was


What was I doing here

with a host of people

All I wanted was silence

yet I heard loud sound

talking and whispering

chatting and chattering

why was I here?

I wanted to run away

And yet my feet didn’t move

I felt stuck and rooted

Silence I craved and longed

why did the noise affect me

why did the sound resound?

quieten down I shouted

no anger in my voice

Just please be silent

I requested once again

A cool breeze blew

a shut window opened

I felt a chill run down

Gone was the sound

No voice no noise

Complete silence it was

No words no whispers

absolute silence it was

A stillness in the sea

a stoppage of the mind

utter bliss unsurpassed

a deep state of silence

where no sound pervaded

where no one existed

it was vast empty space

almost like nothingness

a state of soullessness

a state of no sound

Silence…it was…

profound and unbound…






Power of speech

Words just come out of our mouth and we speak…the power of speech!! This power has no control and words become ammunition in a gun, the ammunition that never runs out of stock.

From childhood we are taught words and trained to speak unlike animals that communicate by making sounds. We the polished humans know a lot of vocabulary and hundreds of languages. Communication has become important and speech is now an absolute necessity to survive.

How necessary are words? How necessary is speech?

A few minutes ago while I sat chanting my favourite mantra without uttering the sounds, I realised that speech is unnecessary. It does not mean people must stop talking. It just means people need to talk only as much as required and then shut the chatter.

When the chatter stops, then there is an external silence. And in this silence we can hear the inner chatter. But for how long will we hear the inner chatter? Not for long…When all the previous incidents and memories are relived once then the chatter stops. Then there is silence and it is this silence that we need to achieve.

Absolute silence, no sound, externally or internally. The sound of the heartbeat, the sounds in the stomach, the sounds that are not words!!

These are sounds of nature…so acceptable and are not creating further internal/external sounds. The unwanted chatter has to stop. It is time to stop talking actually.

Another reason why I felt that silence is truly golden is when I appointed a maid who is dumb and deaf. She is a sweet lady who is always smiling and goes about doing her work very deftly. She cannot hear external sounds, she has no idea what words are. She can feel the emotion another person may depict. She may cry when another cries or laugh when others laugh. Yet there is an innocence about this because words are missing.

She and I do have certain mini conversations using our hands and facial expressions as our tools to communicate. It is perfect and we understand each other well. In fact the other day she was expressing that I am a wonderful person and she enjoys working at my house. Atleast this is what I understood and assumed from her actions!!

See!! It is so simple. No complications at all. Words complicate our life as we usually go overboard and have verbal diarrhoea where words are released without our control. It creates hurts and we store the words like we store diamonds and yet when we throw our words we use them like bullets.

Words, if used must be used like precious stones. Only the barest minimal number of words must be used to express if at all necessary. We were not given the boneless tongue to spurt out unnecessary words. It was to speak, it was a power we received to use sparingly. Yet when I see around myself, and even when I look at myself I feel words have always been damaging and very rarely been useful.

When the words are Godly and the words are about spirituality and when the words are used to soothe pained hearts, then the words are diamonds. Other than that the words are either useless or are ammunition.

So choose the diamonds from the vocabulary we possess and use only as much as necessary. Silence outside, silence inside and then absolute silence where there is no place for words…

Can we achieve this? I want to…yet the love of my life is writing where I need to use words. Yet I can choose to write about God/spirituality and thereby make the right choice of words.

What about the words thrown at us? How do we tackle those? We must train our ears to hear and absorb limited words and then the rest can just slide out before they enter the heart.

We are so used to speaking that we not only speak to people at home, we speak to neighbours, shopkeepers, liftmen, watchmen and a lot of other people. Wishing others and smiling is enough, the rest of the conversation can most of the time be avoided.

We speak on weather, gossip about neighbours/relatives, discuss politics/news and a lot of words just flow without reason or use. These are just empty conversations where we use the words to pass our time. Is our time so useless? Don’t we have mantras/bhajans/hymns? Why not use our time for those?

Time lost is lost forever…Words thrown out cannot be retrieved…So careful…become aware of how we use words and how we use our time…

It is time now to take control of the power we have received. Like the Avengers were controlled by the UN and their power seemed just a waste unless the Assembly would decide to use it, we too need to take control of the Avenger called tongue that just lashes out unwanted words and speak sparingly and remain silent until the necessity is felt to talk!



A small five letter word. But in reality it means our very existence. To be truthful and to seek the truth…the truth of our existence…and the happiness thereafter…

In the 13th verse, Chapter 1 of the Bhagavad Gita – ‘Conches, drums, trumpets blared forth all at once and the battlefield was surrounded by loud noise’

Everyone on the battlefield blew conches and trumpets and the loud noise declared the onset of the war.

Now, from this verse we can understand that – When an elder of the house raises his voice, rest of the family members follow suit.

It is like as though everyone was waiting for the eldest member to begin.

The truth here is that elders always set an example for the younger generation. It actually matters how a parent conducts himself because that shows in the behaviour of his or her offspring.

When parents say, “Look at my child. He/she is so haughty and has such a bad temper, is so irresponsible and so on and on…”

Take one look at the parent. You will see the very nature hidden or many a times visible in the parent.

The child is innocent. The child is like clay which a parent can mould the way he or she wants. The child learns from and impersonates his/her parents until he reaches a particular age. After which the layers of conditioning make it difficult for the now grown up child to change ways practiced over the years.

It is when a child is in the womb that the training begins. Parents and elders of the house must understand that every thought, word and action of theirs is making impressions on the unborn child in the womb.

The loud noise is the sound within us. If you raise one doubt, one emotion of fear or anger you will find yourself surrounded by many more similar emotions.

When you lose your temper you find yourself saying things which you had never thought of or never meant to say…

One small sound made in anger leads to hundreds of sounds and the resulting noise is inevitably loud.

There is too much noise within us. In fact the noise within us is louder than the noise outside…however loud the noise outside might be.

Close your eyes and peep inside. Try to hear the noise going on inside. It is too loud…

Quieten the sound. Meditate. Reduce the frequency of thoughts that are creating the noise…

Meditate on what the truth is. Meditate on who you are actually. Mediate on the inner self and the sounds will reduce.

It will take some time to reach the state of silence. Probably a long time…

Absolute silence with no noise of thoughts, emotions or experiences…