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Prologue Reflections of silence A profound realisation A rendezvous with self A glimpse of divine within. Love felt in solitude A sign an omen from the universe A feeling of oneness with people around The exalted feeling when you realise you are in love Reliving innocence in laughter with a child Dawn of calmness as you take a break and sip coffee in the busy schedule It all happens in a moment…as silence of the moment reflects back to us And a realisation dawns as if the wind has whispered the divine wisdom into the ears… as if silence has been seeped and invoked within and from that innermost silence arise the words the words that are reflections of silence… From our extraordinary moments to mundane, the common element amongst all moments is the silence, which is the background where everything appears. Silence is the space that surrounds us from faraway skies to the immediate envelope of earth’s atmosphere. This is the space where universe appears and disappears. Silence is also the space that dwells within each one of us – the

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Prologue                                                    

Reflections  of  silence  -­‐  A  profound  realisation  A  rendezvous  with  self  

A  glimpse  of  divine  within.  Love  felt  in  solitude  

A  sign  -­‐  an  omen  from  the  universe  A  feeling  of  oneness  with  people  around  

The  exalted  feeling  when  you  realise  you  are  in  love  Reliving  innocence  in  laughter  with  a  child  

Dawn  of  calmness  as  you  take  a  break  and  sip  coffee  in  the  busy  schedule  It  all  happens  in  a  moment…as  silence  of  the  moment  reflects  back  to  us  

And  a  realisation  dawns  as  if  the  wind  has  whispered  the  divine  wisdom  into  the  ears…  

as  if  silence  has  been  seeped  and  invoked  within  and  from  that  innermost  silence  arise  the  words  

the  words  that  are  reflections  of  silence…    

 From  our  extraordinary  moments  to  mundane,  the  common  element  amongst  all  moments   is   the   silence,   which   is   the   background   where   everything   appears.  Silence   is   the   space   that   surrounds   us   -­‐   from   faraway   skies   to   the   immediate  envelope  of   earth’s   atmosphere.  This   is   the   space  where  universe   appears   and  disappears.   Silence   is   also   the   space   that   dwells   within   each   one   of   us   –   the  

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emptiness  beyond  the  noise  of  thoughts.  This  silence  is  the  space  where  images  appear  and  disappear,  words  arise  and  dissolve  and  experiences  happen.      The   silence,   within   and   without,   speaks,   when   we   choose   to   listen   to   it;   the  words  that  arise  become  the  symphony  of   life,  echoing  the  wisdom  within.  And  all  this  happens  through  the  moments  of  life.  Moments  are  the  bubbles  that  arise  out   of   nothingness   of   life   and   dissolve   back   into   it;   but   leave   the   marks   in  memory   that   give   continuity   and   meaning   to   life.   A   moment   may   bring   any  experience   or   emotion   –   joy,   sorrow,  melancholy,   realisation,   or   euphoria.   But  the  silence  reflects  to  us  the  beauty  of  the  moment  beyond  its  content,  which  is  the   profound   realisation   that   the  moment   brings   and   imparts  meaning   to   life.  These  reflections  give  us  glimpses  of  that  which  cannot  be  seen  by  the  naked  eye.  Sometimes   these   glimpses   are   profound   realisations,   sometimes   beautiful  experiences  and  sometimes  simple  pleasures  of  life.      In  this  book,  I  am  sharing  few  such  moments  and  their  reflections  in  the  life  that  I  was   bestowed   with.   I   hope   you   will   like   these   expressions   and   see   your   own  beautiful  moments  in  them.  May  the  wind  whisper  in  your  ears  and  the  sun  paint  a  picture  for  you  -­‐  all  of  which  are  reflections  of  silence.    

 Rashmit  Kalra  1st  September  2015