The only person who is educated is the one who has learned how to learn and change

The murmur of silence reverberating in my life looks like my own sob coming to, one from a distance, which has collected all my sighs and today wants to put me to sleep in the fold of life. A very beautiful event transpires in the echo of this sob, for today silence has adopted this sob. Its echo making me conscious of its tumultuous pain turns into a lullaby.