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The times when we can talk and share everything are the easiest ones to tackle,
     the times when we are so overwhelmed that our tongue curls, our words fall

     short, and our emotions zip our lips are the times when we require someone to

     just look at us and know our emotions through any façade. These are the people

     who know us better than anyone else, these are the people who have seen our
     souls bare and they understand what we think, what we believe and what we do.

     We remember the conversations we had and the words that were spoken, but

     these words alienate people and sometimes bring them together in very unlikely
     ways.  Words  communicate,  but  do  they  have  that  much  importance?  Do  we

     really have a relationship                                            because of the words we

     said, but I remember a                                                       hundred  people walking
     away because of something                                         they said to each other. The

     sentences we speak in                                                     extreme situations are just

     the voices venting out our                                               agitated emotions and

     they aren’t always the things we                                       truly believe in whereas,
     when we don’t just vent it out                                   the true emotions could be

     felt.When there is total                                               silence and two people

     simply feel with each other,                                  these silences make the

     strongest promises. When no conversation is forced and the fragrances of their
     individuality  are  blended  together  then  what  comes  out  of  it  is  a  connection

     that is beyond any language, any boundary and is purely out of understanding.

     Such  connections  make  us  who  we  are,  be  it  our  mother  who  heard  us  even
     when we couldn’t talk, be it our father who never needed a word to understand

     our needs, be it our teachers who understood our fears and barriers without a

     letter to them or be it our friends who understand our actions and reactions to
     anything without huge explanations.

     These are ‘the yellow people’ in our lives and it's just for them that we're willing

     to go through hell with a smile. So, as I walk down the aisle of adulthood, I say ‘I

     do’ to them and cherish these few people gifted to me.
     "Words may find us a friend but silences can find us a family"





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