The musician was quiet. Not literally, though. He had been silent long enough now that the people associated with him started worrying about his career. One day his assistant asked him: “If you continue to be lazy like this, it’s not just you who would starve, but all of us and your family along. We would be charged with cases for not carrying out our professional commitments.”
“I know.” There was a pause. “I was taken in by the sudden success I had and was creating a lot of music at a time. At one point, it ceased to seem music any more. It was just a noise. Too much noise. And in this noise, I failed to listen to the music of my own heartbeat. I am mending my mistake now, by listening to myself in silence. Be with me.” The musician fell silent again.