Voice of silence

“Shh!”
“Shhhh!!”
That’s what she said
Or rather she indicated
But I wanted to know
What exactly she wanted
Me to listen to
By staying silent
As I had just come home
From work and was tired
But still I obeyed her
And I was all silent
I stopped my regular
Process of breathing
Just to listen what she meant
And then after several seconds
And no voice
I whispered, “What is it?”
She stared at me
In disgust
As I was not able
To understand her
Signs & her silence
And just on looking
At where she was pointing
I was speechless
My laptop bag dropped on the ground
My tensed face turned
Into that exact smiling
Face I was staring at
Yes, we were looking
At our daughter trying
To stand up for the first time
With the help of a chair
And on achieving that
She had the best smile
And we both had tears
Smiling tears on our faces
And then that silence
Was broken by the glee
Of our daughter’s laugh

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggersby BlogAdda.

P.S. : Next week is almost there so today’s pick is Take me to church of Hozier. It’s my recent favorite as it was shared by a good friend of mine 😉