Did I read somewhere that most of the communication is non verbal ?? Then why is it that we still cling to every bit of verbal communication? and are upset when we do not get the required cues in verbal form. Is the tenuity of it playing a part? Doesn't too much explicitness take away the legitimacy of the whole expression in itself? Why doesn't an overdose of it sound like fawning?
Why is it that people still sway at the very instance of a said expression that is clearly over the top? Everyone wants to be loved for sure! They only crave for it more and more.
When has Love transmogrified into a lame spell bee competition??? You say it and only then you WIN it! Did your parents ever tell you how much they love you day in day out ? Did you not take things for granted with them ? Did your siblings come up to you and thank you profusely for a birthday gift? Did you realise that they loved you/vice versa only after such tete a tete instances? If yes, pity you!!
Care/Love doesn't stem from a "Good Morning Darling" or an "I love you".....
A "Thank You" I opine should not be considered in the same league since you generally thank people with whom you are more formal and feel a general obligation to appreciate his/her help. A Taxi Driver/Bearer/Usher.. or someone you help cross a busy road ... all these illustrate an unsaid obligation which you are trying to acknowledge with a "thanks".
... Though still a part of me wants to yell out as many verbal expressions to all those I've loved, I still find it lame on my/their part to do/expect so. DO NOT dismiss this off as mere callousness. I just find it unnecessary.. or do I ?? .. If all the people in the world were like me, then definitely HELL YES !! ..
Alas! .. it isn't the case. I still have to try my best to convince them that I still love/value them. Silence is no more golden..its just a pale yellow hue....
Please read this from
Harold Pinter "There are two silences. One when no word is spoken. The other when perhaps a torrent of language is being employed. This speech is speaking of a language locked beneath it. That is its continual reference. The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its place. When true silence falls we are still left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.
We have heard many times that tired, grimy phrase: 'failure of communication' … and this phrase has been fixed to my work quite consistently. I believe the contrary. I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves. Communication is too alarming. To enter into someone else's life is too frightening. To disclose to others the poverty within us is too fearsome a possibility.
I am not suggesting that no character in a play can never say what he in fact means. Not at all. I have found that there invariably does come a moment when this happens, when he says something, perhaps, which he has never said before. And where this happens, what he says is irrevocable, and can never be taken back"
P.S. When is it that eyes will be considered as windows to the soul.. not in some form of literature biting dust.... but shall transform into a trite means of expression. I shall wait for that day to let myself speak of my Love for someone/something..
PPS-
Amit's post real caught me off guard
