In a pause, my heart sends waves through body. I become humble servant begging for mercy before the titanic jaws of fate. This is a moment, when words are locked in the absorbing muscles of heart. My soul jerks my tongue to disclose the un-voiced pain, to up-lift the burden of thoughts. But the key to unlock the heart is lost in endless depth of silence. This is the time of silence, the time of heart, when a chorus of signs rises to extremes and passion bursts out in form of hot bubbles in eyes streaming down the face. This is the language of silence, the true essence of whole universe!
Qurat-ul-Ain Mirza (M.A English-II)