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Tuesday 31 July 2012

CHATTER BOX


                                                                                CHATTER BOX

           “I love those boxes! Belimme, I love them… they are talkative and sort of a nuisance, I agree! But you see, they are honest. In their swift and un-broken talk, they dump everything outta their hearts frankly. The irony is that they too don’t realize they are being frank in such a gush of their words… they forget to lie and that’s what makes them honest!


             A hearty chat with our beloved ones glorifies our character, makes us wipe others’ tears and makes us relieve ourselves from burdens and forget our own sorrows. Talking our heart out is the only way to give a rational vent to our imploding emotions and frustrations deep within! It’s a healthy habit. Let’s not have a misconception that talking burns our calories and triggers our appetite early. Let’s eat once more if that’s true, but let’s not give up on talking! Of course, silence is the best way to avoid problems… but what about the existing problems?! Here’s the cure… Talking! Keeping silence in the court of law too has some sections to prove even the innocent, guilty! Silence sometimes is lethal… especially silence of some so called wise!

               Talk, but see that you keep your thoughts really clean and genuine, because, with your mind obsessed with malice and unhealthy thoughts, you can’t express what is called ‘Good’. What’s on your mind is what’s in your words and what’s in your words is what that gets to the heart of people. So watch your mind and you will absolutely have no need to watch your words. A real chatter box is to have healthy thoughts in mind, is down-to-earth and empathetic!

                Only then, after a hearty chat we can discover the glare on our face and grace in our gestures, honesty in our looks and innocence of a cherubic kid in our smiles… we can feel our heart feeling light, light as a silvery cloud which has just poured the rain out, light as a feather from a tiny chick and light as feral fur, light as elegance of a fairy, light as a mother’s touch for her new born baby… Oops, I’m gonna get struck up in that ‘light’, if this goes on…

               Yeah, but I have just spoken my heart out… No wonder, I’m a chatter box too!”


                                                            "Comrade let's TALK!"



Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

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