Each day, each noise I gather explodes, leaving me to death; to rest in the solace of silence & to be re-born.

I have a fantastic mirror, who ever looks into it feels lot more younger while every other lot more older.

A person truly evolves from his own silence and one such can keep the people around him in the awe of silence.

After working for years, in the end days, people realize its peace for what they have worked for all those years by loosing the peace.

A truly successful person is some one , whose failures are equally spoken as his success.

Silence is the medium of source between you and your ego consciousness.

Each day, each noise I gather explodes, leaving me to death; to rest in the solace of silence & to be re-born.