音 (Sounds)

音 (Sounds)

A Story by Anna Simon
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This is a story about the change and the ways we go to get where we belong.

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Pier was a young man with extraordinary visual senses. One time there was a young woman who was in pain for a while and she believed Pier could see what was wrong with her.
-There is a rock in your chest. It has a very sharp edge which hits your heart. I have a tool for breaking it. Now that is going to be very painful, but you will get rid of  it once and forever.
The young woman  didn't know what to say. 
-You don't know what to do?  Why don't you sit down for a while, once I will get a tissue for you.
Pier came back soon with the picture of The Percé Rock in one hand and the tissue on the other hand . She could see  her dreams dancing on the surface of the sea and the Rock was proudly looking on that small performance of her thoughts. Eventually she could feel her first teardrop coming from her left eye, and she took the tissue , and started hiding her eyes beneath the white layer of it.
-You don't have to do it now, you have all the time in the world. Go rest , I will not die before that most probably.

Gregor  was another gifted man living in France those days. He could hear sounds so purely that for example he could tell your heart rate when you were in  a different continent. He  was very happy to see someone with whom he could share his knowledge about sounds.  And whoever would go to him he would play a game with them.
-Can you draw the sound ?Can you draw it differently, like I play the music and then you draw. So you should move your hand with the music. And please close your eyes and then when you open your eyes there will be no  music anymore. Now look at the picture.Can you listen to music ? And if it is a ridiculously funny picture it doesn't matter, it is not about drawing it is the sound of your feelings.
  Gregor would laugh at anything easily and he would explain that he enjoyed hearing his own laugh.Is not it great to be happy and content with your own laugh? The young woman really liked Gregor , she thought he was Little Prince. 
-Did you ever have a feeling that something is wrong with you Gregor?
-Oh, sure thing, every day, when I hear that the ocean does not sound as strong as it should , or when I hear the wind, changing its direction all the time, that's an unpleasant feeling. First I think maybe something is wrong with my hearing, someone took my gift away but then I close my eyes, and try to hear more carefully, and I hear my own heart .Then I realize that everything is alright with me and I think maybe the Ocean is mad today and the Earth is a little bit stressed but not me ... 
-Gregor when did you realize that hearing is all you could do, that that's your thing in this life?
-Oh when I was pretty young, my Dad would take me with him for hunting. I remember one time I got lost in the forest. It was dark and cold, and very silent .  I looked around and couldn't see anything. I closed my eyes, and I heard something.I opened my eyes , still couldn't see anything. I closed my eyes for the second time, and I heard a very gentle sound: Shushaushuahshsa. I was very scared, but then I heard more, and more, and I thought to myself either I open my eyes and stop this funny sounds,or I stay here with these voices in my head . So I chose the second option and since then I didn't open my eyes as you can see.I don't know what would happen if I opened my eyes then but I know that someone was telling me to stay with the sounds. And that someone stayed with me all my life and I think that someone is me. 
-So you gave away your ability to see in order to hear more?
-Well, it's a little bit sad to say so, the reason I didn't open my eyes ,was that at that moment when I was standing there in the dark, I was all alone, I realized that sounds were the only thing I had, I realized that was what I needed to go further. Do you see my point my lady?
-Oh, absolutely, you are very smart.
-You see I don't really think so.It's just I made a decision under the pressure of  time and circumstances.
-It might have been very hard for you. Did you ever regret for your decision?
-Not even a single day. My life changed after that of course. It was more about listening than anything else but you never get bored. Once you start to listen carefully you see the variety of sounds and then you start playing with them, trying to find the harmony in sounds. I accepted my gift and I learnt to use it . Anyways my dear, why did you come to see me?
-My dear Gregor, you can't even imagine how I feel . It's been a while I am suffering from a severe pain .There is something wrong with me but I don't know what is it exactly.
-That's not bad. I mean at least you know something is wrong with you.
Why do you want to know what is wrong exactly, just listen to it.
-Listen to what?
-To the sounds. Come hear, close your eyes. Can you hear?
-Hear what? There is nothing.
-Yes, my dear , listen to nothing.
-I can't do that, it's funny. How can one listen to nothing.
-You know we are not talking now what is smart or not.We are trying to listen here.
-Well, what you are saying is impossible.I can't listen to nothing.
-Can you sit still with your eyes closed and listen.
Gregor was too nice to her so she just simply did whatever he was asking her. She stayed there for a while and then moved slightly to the left, then to the right.She was getting bored.
-You don't like it , don't you ?  are you scared of  being bored with yourself? 
-I don't want to listen to nothing. I want to have a life full of joy . I just want to be fine.
- So you want to fill your life with joy . What is  joy ?
-Joy is what we need to be happy.
-How do you know that?
-I don't know . I just know that's what I want.
-And how do you know what you want?
-It just comes naturally. I don't know. Why should I know? 
-Yes that is exactly what I am trying to say. Then why do you want to know about the pain ? Why don't you accept it naturally?
-You see pain is something unpleasant. It makes me unhappy.
-I see. So you are a kind who takes pleasure and rejects pain.
-What do you mean? Isn't everyone like that?
-And you also think everyone is alike?
-No wait, I didn't say that. If you want to put me in a special category as the one who doesn't like sufferings, I don't mind. I am kind of a person who is ready to do anything to be happy.
-Are you sure of that?
-What do you mean? You think I don't know myself  well enough?
-And you think you do.My dear, don't think I am judging you here. I had the same outlook on life when I was in the forest with closed eyes.Now you are in the forest and it's very dark, you want to go back to darkness or you want to listen to  Nothing  ?
-You know actually it's getting late, I have to go.

The young woman suffered more and more  until there was no more power to resist...

-Are you lost or something?
-Oh, Mr, can you please call a doctor, I think my heart is falling into pieces.
-Oh, no, no ,no, it's me, Mr. Wa, you don't need  a doctor. . I am coming to your heart. -Oh but what is this big stone in your chest?
-Oh that's the Rock.Who are you again?
-I am Mr. Wa, I am the Harmony. So can I just throw this rock away?

And the young lady didn't have time even to think what she just heard , she stopped thinking for a while.From that moment  on she wasn't thinking at all.Mr. Wa was taking care of everything. And now she lives with Mr. Wa in  peace.When it's cold  Mr Wa, becomes the fire, when it's dark, he becomes the light. And she could listen to nothing,  while Mr. Wa would sing  the sweet melody of silence.

© 2015 Anna Simon


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Anna Simon
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