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Showing posts with label Silence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Silence. Show all posts

Service

The fruit of Silence is Prayer.
The fruit of Prayer is Faith.
The fruit of Faith is Love.
The fruit of Love is Service.
The fruit of Service is Peace.
- Mother Teresa

Silence

I love Silence.
She allows me to speak.
She helps me to listen.
I love Silence. 

An Artist

MF Husain

The importance of the role of a muse
And the life of an artist of brave art
Are two elements that describe
The canvas he has left us all.
The closest I have been to the artist was at a silent distance of five feet from his painting depicting Mother Teresa holding a child.
The painting communicated Life.
Art speaks. It communicates.
A peoples' artist is remembered! 

Vice Versa

Although I continue with my experiments in languages, memorable and enduring experiences remain to guide me. I am neither an expert on languages nor a linguist; I do not claim to be either. 

However, when an author attempts a different expression and a form that has not been considered, the effects of the language on its author tend to go unnoticed. I am partly to blame for not sharing this personal experience with my readers, most of whom know that I live in silence and some perhaps even think that I am on a distant mystical quest.

Claylanguage allows me to lose myself and only preserves my voice and vice versa
The greatest experience the language has on me is that of the abundant love returned by the love, faith, and hope that are spread via Claylanguage even beyond this blog. 

Silence as Eloquence

Have you ever been speechless when with a God you adore?
His presence leaves you silent.
Have you ever been speechless when with a girl you admire? 
Her beauty leaves you silent
Have you ever been speechless when in the company of a higher authority?
His words or speech leave you silent.
Have you ever been speechless when loved ones have to leave?
Their absence leaves you silent.
Have you ever been speechless when all you spoke was a huge mistake?
Your folly leaves you silent.
In libraries, someone or something would gesture or indicate the need for silence.
Yes, language sometimes persists in the beautiful form of silence

Amchem Noxib

Amchem Noxib is Our Luck in Konkani.
In Roman script,
When at the end of a word, the letter "m" is silent,
And the letter "x" is pronounced as [ʃːː] or "shh."
... Mmm ... shh ... Our Luck.
Wishing you luck and good wishes in the coming year.