With a strange role to play amidst changing circumstances, mine may be the reverse of what I have always been.....quiet! Yet, "to everything there is a purpose, a time for every purpose under heaven"...and , there is "a time to keep silence and a time to speak". Time and again I look at words and the power they contain. Used in the right spirit and context it has the power to heal and again it is words that destroy homes and nations. It is said that "we all stumble in many things. If anyone does not stumble in word, he is a perfect man." Often we try to disguise our words, to hide our inner most thoughts and feelings. However words have this strange habit of slipping out and revealing our true intents and nature. No matter what external circumstances dictate and no matter how we internally try to reorganise, it does not take much for words to reveal whom we really are. I have been dumb, I cannot speak, my words flow through my fingers. The times of de...