The Silence..

It was during my time in Kolkata when I got addicted to the telivision. I used to stay alone then. While I was working as a trainee in CTS during the day, I was a loner during the evenings and the weekends. I had no roomates and most of my friends were available only on phone. The silence was too much to bear, so I had the telivision running all the time, could be news, music or movies, but it just made some noise and I'd not feel the silence anymore.

Db is not very fond of the TV, in fact it quite irritates him...while I am so used to the TV running all the time. And this is just one of the numerous ways that we are so different from each other.
And last night was one of those rare days that Db had won over me and the TV was off for the whole of the evening. It was quite cold and we had switched off the fans too.

And there was silence.
Somehow the kids in the building were so silent tonight, surprisingly the lift was unused too, no sound of the back gear of cars, no sounds of the ladies fighting in the little slum behind our building. One could hear the grasshoppers crying. Occasionally one of us would speak and we felt the echo in the house. There was a occasional sound made by Db's laptop's keyboard or the aquaguard...and I never kew these sounds could be as loud as it felt tonight. There were just sounds made by the both of us. Seemed like the world has come to an end and we were the only two survivors.

After a long time since I left Kolkata, I felt that killing silence yet again.