I never understand why people perceive silence as a bad sign. Trust me, those who live in silence with their dreams more often than not achieve what they want.
I, for one, enjoy my own company. Apart from my family and a few close friends, few interest me. Don’t get me wrong. This is not to say that I don’t like people around me. It’s just that in my head they fall into the neutral category. You know, the one where I do not bother to know you any better. The few that interest me, I do make an effort to get to know them better and my friends say that I am the best kind of friend to have, the always there never interfering type.
But still, at the of the day, inspite of these genuine people in my life, nothing gives me as much pleasure as a quiet read or soft music. Even with near and dear ones, I often beg for moments of solitude. To be left alone for a few moments. Take it away and hell hat no fury like me scorned. But as long as I am happy does anything else matter? It shouldn’t. So here’s to those who mock me… Cheers!!
