LET THE SILENCE SPEAK

Your old unused phones will be used to empower a million deaf and mute children in India. Those kids for whom life is just battling against silence, battling every day to express themselves. Through your phones our dedicated volunteers will teach these kids to communicate through typing. They will learn to shed their inhibitions and be a part of the mainstream. SOS 'sounds of silence' is a leadership initiative started my friends and me as a small step towards helping those who cannot help themselves even though they have the will.

Let us all unite for a cause that’s way above self. Please contact if you wish to donate your old phone, provide monetary contributions or to volunteer.

Reach us at: soundsofsilence.mum@gmail.com

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An orphans letter to herself.....

Dear
me,               
"This is probably the last time I'm talking to you. I did not want to leave you like this but things don't leave me any other option now.

I thought this pain was just a phase, but it is killing me now. The diagnoses has left me not only with this cancerous growth in me.... but also with a dead, lonely death.

Happiness just seems to come and go with the blink of an eye
Life is not always a bed of roses, its true.... but why do the trials
in life seem beyond tolerance...

I've patiently waited all my life for happiness but didn't know its
accompanied by a lot more things.
Its like a beautiful dream dat i had cherished nd nurtured
just slipping away from my hands like sand and i just
cant figure it out once it gets mixed wid the rest of the sand that blanket the world.

I feel lost amidst the hustle and bustle of the city wandering
lonely, miserable, helpless.
Feels a though d pages of my life are turning blank
its like i am walking through lyf and when I turn back 2 get a glance
of a loved one i dont even find MY OWN Footsteps.

I feel Like a living curse, i can feel those eyes penetrating me
with expectations, disappointment, anger.

I look at d mirror yet i keep searching for am,y self in the depths
of this DARKNESS.

I cant  gather courage 2 smile openly, I feel I am indepted with
grief.
THE CLOCK KEEPS TICKING AS MY HEART KEEPS BEATING......


The only thing i can do now is this...
Maybe when i am gone from here i can hope of finding happiness smwhere around,
in the oceans, in the gently blowing BREEZE in the open skies..........
Somewhere inside me.................
What people Dont know is that......

"My tears have died but my heart still BLEEDS..."



The mystery which we call.....'LIFE'...

LIFE,

LIFE IS SO UNPREDICTABLE. IT IS SO STRANGE. EVERYONE IS NOT FORTUNATE ENOUGH IN LIFE TO GET ALL THAT THEY HAD DREAMED FOR. MAYBE SOME DREAMS..... ARE JUST MEANT TO BE ‘DREAMS’.... FOREVER!

IT IS REALLY HARD TO LET GO OFF.... BUT SOMETIMES IT IS HARDER TO LIVE WITH THE FACT THAT SOMEONE IS COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS OF YOUR FEELINGS.... INDEED VERY HARD....

BUT THE FACT ABOUT LIFE IS THAT YOU JUST HAVE TO MOVE ON...., EVEN IF YOU ARE RELUCTANT, YOU TEND TO MOVE ON.....

IT IS LIKE YOU ARE SAILING AWAY AND AWAY.... AND YOU CAN SEE THOSE PEOPLE... THE LOVED ONES... THE ONES WHO MEANT SO MUCH TO YOU, STANDING AT THE SHORE, STARING BLANKLY AT YOU..., FOR A SECOND THERE IS SILENCE, EXCHANGE OF GLANCES...

AND THEN IT’S GONE... THE SHORE IS OUT OF YOUR SIGHT... NOT TO BE VISIBLE EVEN BEYOND THE HORIZON....  NO SHORE YOU CAN LOOK BACK TO.... THEY ARE ALL GONE... AND STILL IN THAT DEEP, LONELY, SCREAMING SILENCE....

‘WE CONTINUE TO SAIL...’

I GUESS THAT IS WHAT LIFE TRUELY MEANS.....

SOMETIMES IN LIFE, SOME FEELINGS CAN NEVER BE EXPLAINED....

NEVER....!

AND ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO...?