The Wait

You sit in the room, waiting. Waiting for a sound, even a small tiny little decibel of any sound. Made by a being oblivious to the listener. A sound that was intended to be made but was not intended to be heard. You wait. Staring into space. Your only companion that gives you some respite from the silence is the clock. Ticking the minutes away. Time sweeping by. Its face turned to you. The seconds speed on. No sound. But you wait. Endlessly. Your life slips by. Memories come rushing into your mind. Each jostling the other in its importance and its pettiness. You look up suddenly. Was that a sound? Some sign of life. No. Nothing. The silence weighs heavily in your ears. But you wait. That is the only thing to do. You look down again. You were told to sit. To be patient. That is what is expected and that must be fulfilled. You have to wait. No other option available. 

And so, you wait....