bismillah.
I was on my way home last night. The bus arrived at the station at about 9 pm, and my brother and I headed to the train heading home. We took two trains to get to our housing area, and by the time we got into the second train, I saw a sight that caught my attention.
I saw two mute girls 'talking' to each other.
Ignore the picture. *giggle
They were standing at the middle of the coach, and I was at the end. It was interesting, and brought back some memories.
I used to have a great friend. She's mute. So is her other 4 siblings. Both her parents and two other siblings are normal.
I can't quite recall on when our friendship started, but I sure remember when it ended.
It was when we were still in primary school. We go to different schools, nothing in common. But a friend of mine was her cousin. So, whenever we spent time playing, she would come by sometimes. Until one day, I finally asked my friend to introduce us. Cause I have NO idea how the whole sign language works.
Whenever I wanna say something, my friend would be the translator. It was, how you say it, touching. When a relationship starts, even without a voice. Luckily, kids' games are wordless. We run and hide and do all kinds of stuffs without even the need to speak.
I miss her, most of the times. She once came by my house for Eid, and there we were. Two kids trying to figure each other out. I didn't spent time to learn the sign language to 'talk' to her. So, all I did was serve food, and we just sat there, smiling.
That was the last time we ever spoke. Because the next year I was gone. I left the neighborhood to go to a boarding school. A good school. And I think we kinda forgot about each other over the years, and she kinda forgot how I look like (because at the time, I was not wearing a hijab. Just a plain short-sleeved tee and a tracksuit)
I still wear the same outfit, but only longer and larger ones. I see her sometimes, and we walk right past each other. But I guess, time grew us apart, and we went away.
Back to the present---------------------------------
We were about 10 feet away from each other, and I kept staring at them. They were vibrant, and was talking non-stop. I was trying very hard to read their fingers, but to no avail, I could understand none.
I exchanged facial expressions between frowns and smiles. It was exciting, to see them so excited telling the other about something, and the other patiently responding. And they were laughing. I could almost 'hear' it.
They were so focused on each other, that their eyes were practically glued to one another. None turned away when the other was talking. It was like the world only have the two of them, and none of us in the coach mattered.
That's how I like the world to be. You know, when people give full attention to one another when they are talking. Not browsing their phones or yawn or things like that whenever a conversation occurred. It's so darn frustrating when people give less attention to you just because you're boring and such.
We need to be connected to people. We need to be aware that some are in need of attention. Why do you think that there are so many bad things revolving around youths nowadays? It's because NOBODY listens anymore.
We are too busy making ourselves heard that we shut our ears from others. Like no one else deserves a chance.
Maybe we ought to lose something to realise what's important. They lost their ability to speak, yet they value each other, because they know, nobody else would understand them. So they love each other. Even without words.
If we live in a world with no sound, only actions, maybe it could be better.
Maybe we all should be mute, and maybe we could love more.
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