I am a chatter box kind of person. Somehow in my grey area of the tinny cells in my brain i have indoctrined myself that silent situation is an awkward situation. But alas, today that theory once again is not highly supported by the fact when my dear one is sick and i was -hopefully it is WAS and not continuing, amien- a lil bit carried away with this morning events. I was having a major blob smack moment. I was speechless due to his beauty and my gaga expression was not helping me at all lol. SubhanAllah somehow i can still feel overwhelmed with the beauty that Allah has created just for me. Well it might be good if my persistence in having cherry merry time was succeed. But when the blob smack moment that was arriving and staying, gooooosh its purely.....awkward phase of god. And somehow we felt it. Double awkwards hufft. Then i must retreat before i started to impersonify as the jugglar buffoon that has no similarities at all haha.
SubhanAllah i am not a squemish person who cant admit defeat. I admit my defeat in grace. I admit that in some situations silent does have it merrits and beauty, though in front of You, Love, to be silent will emphasize Your presence more than i can cope with *fanning the face*