Silence Instead

There is an ever-increasing crowd around, of the people who try to protect my interests. In fact, the people who claim to protect the interests of others could, apparently, outnumber them. Every person you meet talks like an activist, and tries to make you one. Some of them have come from far away countries, as if fewer people have been left in their own countries with unprotected interests. They all claim to be fighting here on my behalf: And not by words alone, at that, at times....

Sometimes it gladdens me to find that - unlike I often assumed - I am not alone to protect my interests.

But it can not remain so strident for ever, as I may loose my sanity. Sooner or later, this fact will be recognized. And I hope a few of the people, protecting my interests, will see the futility of the whole matter, and give up. Also, that, the remaining few, tenacious enough to not give up, will agree on something that will be in the best interest of mine.

That day possibly the things will become quieter, if not silent. It is the silence that I seek as an answer to my silence. But I only get more words that I am not supposed to answer.

[via humour]