Tuesday, 9 August 2011

All I want to do is write fiction.

Amidst the clatter of half baked conversations flying around the room in rapid proportions.. She sat by the window enveloped in the silence of her world.

The waiter came by the table to ask for her order.
Hearing the voice of another human seemed alien to her. It took her some time to come back her senses and then dutifully, she gave her order in a singsong voice and quietly sipped the glass of water and threw a glance all around her
Happy people. Sad people. Angry people. But, most importantly there were conversations. And, smiles.

She swallowed in the snippets of conversation from each table.
She stared away in the loneliness. Looked out of the window some more breathing in and out the silence all around her.
The silence that made her want to scream. Scream so loud that everyone present gets an earful of it.
The silence was just too loud.

It was going to be harder than she thought..
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