If only B knew the language of Silence, the language of the Yaksha, the language of the Nature....To catch the gap between the words, to feel the life in between the breath, to sense the touch without the actual touching and to feel the presence in the absence is what makes life worthwhile..That is what the tale of words is all about.. not to breath meaning into the words but to know the space within the letters and to know the words... the language of the Yaksha. But then could A say it all to B? He would have to betray the language that he just learnt then. All A said to B was , "Listen to the whispers of the infinity .." and smiled..
Together A and B walked back...
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