041. Silent thoughts.....

He peeped at me, perhaps for the last time.
No, not at me, but at the empty chair.
No, not an empty chair, but a silenced chair.

The chair was silenced.
No, not the chair, for I was silenced.
He peeped at me before I was silenced.

I was silenced, could be because I was unimportant.
No, it could be because of my nationality.
No, it could be because I was not fair, I mean, I was unfair.

I was silenced, perhaps I was sipping my tea aloud.
Or, I was silenced because of my position.
No, could be because I was a real noise!

Its time to change.
No, not to change my importance, for I am helpless,
No, not to change my nationality, for I am proud of it
And, no, not my fairness, nor my tea,

Not my noise anymore,  for I am already silent.

Its time to change.
Its time to change myself and start peeping back.
Its time to ignore when you are silenced.
And, its  time to talk when you are silenced.
But, they are all thoughts!
My silent thoughts!

Silent thoughts, for I cannot peep back! Alas!
I can only smile back!
I can only smile at, with benign gratitude.

I realize that I can neither peep at, nor smile at!
For, my chair remains vacant.

Where am I?
My thoughts too are silent!