I think,talking too much reduces immunity of the system,esp when you oust so much energy,what is left to conserve and utilize.Imagine,what would happen if the entire globe followed this rule of talking to the point,abridging the quality of communication.This means cutting down on gossip,altercations,chattering about useless things that doesnot involve imagination.Quite,silence gives a huge room for imagination to cultivate into creativity.The calmness has a noisless boon.You can look through chaos and accept its beauty in the play of spiritual ingenuity.You can literally create your own world of imagination and gather thoughts,think ideas instead of chattering about mundane happenings and people in general.Excess,in anything is always a waste-be it constructive or impulsive matters.Hence,I chatter at times with my cronies,the special kind with whom you can share the craziest idea or emotion and still not get judged for that.Only they deserve to be a closer part of my life,don’t they?I just love my quite.Anything causing unnessecary interference in my quite is/will be treated as a pesky irritant.On the contrary I love melodic death metal,alternative metal,trance instrumental,type of music.I am paradoxical in almost all things,however that never interferes with my quite that I feel from within.I’m also fond of silent type of people who open their mouth only to say meaningful things amongst other kinds of people.So I say,silence aint golden its more precious than a diamond.Like to end this with a humorous management funda.
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A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold, the bird froze and fell to the ground in a large field. While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how warm it was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him!
Management Lessons:
- Not everyone who drops shit on you is your enemy.
- Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
- When you’re in deep shit, keep your mouth shut! “
However thats not why i love silence,however as you read,it has its own advantages.Theres a enigmatic wilderness in silence
