silenced.

to be silenced with no hands covering your mouth or no instruction not to speak is by far the most humbling aspect of this journey. sitting at dinner table, a meeting, a train ride etc. and only understanding a few fragments of a conversation has created me into a listener. 

i’m used to always vocalizing, leading discussion and bringing the volume to any setting. but here, i am a listener. excited at any word that I can pick up, writing into my mental notepad as one one to remember and sometimes almost brought to tears because i can’t say a word.

to be silenced by words you can’t understand is a hardship that manifest into a beautiful curiosity and yearning for knowledge. my body works as one. when my mouth is closed, my mind is open. 

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