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There is a small cave in the middle of the mountain. It is quite cold outside. There is a heavy cloudy sky as if it will rain after a while. There is a smell that seems to be the smell of the Rajnigandha tree. There is a large space right in the middle of the cave and Manik is sitting there. He must be about 23 to 24 years old, that is why he became a monk.

Manik's eyes are closed. He is breathing from his chest to his nose. It seems that everything is dancing in the silence around him. Time passes slowly, hour after hour, minute after minute, Monir sits like that.

What kind of sound is there? Soft footsteps seem to have come. Suddenly he saw someone's shadow in front. He saw that a teenager was standing. In his hand, he saw a steel pitcher with hot milk in it.

"You've been in the cave all night, Guruji told me in the morning." - Kuhu.

Manik smiled softly with his lips curled.

"I need milk now, who told you this." - Manik.

"You might need it, Hi Guruji sent me here" - Kuhu

Manik slowly opened his eyelids as if he didn't want to separate from his eyes. He seemed to see some soft light flashing in front of him in Kuhu's eyes.

"How do you stay so quiet and absorbed in meditation all the time?" - Kuhu asked.

"Silence seems to attract our minds the most. Have you ever heard the sound of that attraction?" - Manik.

He was very worried. What is this again?

"When I meditate here, it seems like there is sadness all around, and a different kind of peace can be found in the silence. I can hear everything in the air." - Monir.

Hearing these words, Kuhu went to a corner of the hill and sat down. Before that, he saw that there was a pitcher there, which is why he put it under the ground. Everything seemed to be silent. He was looking at Monir. Outside, the sound of the wind, the birds singing softly.

Monir suddenly took his hand out of his shirt. Then he drew something like a circle on the ground. Then he straightened up again.

Kuhu looked at him in surprise. He asked in surprise, "Are you doing this here everyday."

This is a kind of meditation dance. The words of meditation seem to come out through my breathing. The words of the body are developing with it.

Kuhu looked at Monir in surprise. His movements seemed slow. It seemed like water was falling from the top of the cave right in the middle, dripping. It seemed like the drops of water were doing this everyday.

Kuhu shifted his attention after a while. Then he asked, "Can't you arrange this everyday life of yours through some music?"

"You open your ears a little and listen carefully. The silence around here is like music," Monir said with a smile.

Kuhu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a while, he realized that he was really feeling a different kind of joy and some rhythm. Why did an invisible melody come to him? The sounds of everything, such as the sound of the wind, the sound of water, the sound of birds, made music within himself.

"It's as if a mountain is bursting and a melody is coming towards me from under the ground." - Kuhu

"So you understand that this is the melody of silence so that you can die by breaking your body and limbs." - Monir.

Kuhu seemed to go into silence again. He observed Monir's gestures carefully. His waist seemed to be slightly bent to the left, and the movements of his hands and feet seemed to want to say something. Everything was silent all around.

Kuhu then opened his eyes and sat down. He asked, "Can you teach me this dance?"

Monir then smiled softly and said, "Of course I will teach you. You copy my gestures. Of course you can learn this dance that will calm your mind."

Kuhu tried and saw. His body started to move exactly like Monir. It seemed as if the shadows of the two were moving in the air in this cave. Why did it seem like an invisible music.

A few minutes passed and the birds stopped calling. Kuhu opened his eyes and sat down.

"Do you always do this, Monir?" asked Kuhu.

"Guruji taught me this to take me in search of my peace." - Monir said smiling softly.

After a while, raindrops started falling on the leaves outside. They realized that it was starting to rain outside. The sounds of rain began to echo around the cave.

"This time there are many sounds" - Kuhu said, extending his hand.

"Your silence will pull these sounds into itself. Then it will become a song." - Monir said.

"This will never end in everyday life, this power will never run out. This dance of silence will continue as long as your mind calms you." - Monir.

After a while, the rain stopped.

"Thank you very much for teaching me something important. Maybe Guruji would have taught me, but it was a matter of great luck for me to learn from you" - Kuhu said gratefully.

Kuhu left, silence again all around. Once again, rainwater is falling from above in small pieces.

*The dance of meditation continues in a new rhythm.*




 




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