I heard Everything You Never Said

A man (age 24) was sitting on a bench in a garden when a lady (age 34) came running towards him, waving her hand, and said excitedly, “Hi!” The man replied, confused, “Hi?” He did not remember meeting this woman before. The lady said, “You are extremely handsome.” The man responded, “Are you being sarcastic?” The woman replied, “No, you actually are very handsome, and it’s really great meeting you.” The man said, “Sit, sit… tell me more about yourself. Don’t you consider the society you live in before speaking?” He offered her a seat. She sat down and started laughing. “You already know the answer… I do not,” she said. The man was now creeped out. He had never in his life seen or heard of such an absurd incident happening to anyone. He asked, “Okay, so why are you here? May I help you with something?” She said, “Are you free at the moment? I just want to talk to you… I have no one to talk to. I just wanted to talk and maybe do some productive activities.” “Productive activities?” he said. “You know? Communication is way, way, way overlooked. For example, ask me a question that relates to the most recent thing I did and you’re curious about why I did it,” she said. He asked, “Why did you laugh after sitting?” The woman replied, “That was fast… okay, so now let’s go talk to that vegetable vendor outside the garden.” She held his hand and took him to the vegetable vendor. She said, “Bhaiya, aapki biwi bacchi mere basement mai band hai.” The vendor said carelessly, “Kya bol rahi ho madam? Subha subha paka rahi ho… aapko kuch chaiye to boliye varna ye sab karna to baat na kariye.” The man was simply observing as he understood nothing. She said, “Uska massa phord diya maine.” The vendor started shouting, “Ayee, kya chal raha tum log kaa? Sir, aapki biwi kya bol rahi hai? Isko bolo chup ho jaye! Kya kiya mere biwi bacchi ko tumne? Kuch nahi kiya, mujhe pata hai… jhut bol rahi hai… kya chaiye tumhe?” She interrupted the vendor, “Bhaiya ji, hum mazak kar rahe the… do nimbu de dijiye.” After handling the situation, they went back to the bench, where the woman said, “Actually, he was worried not about his wife he was somewhat sure that I did nothing but all his worry was for his daughter. His wife doesn’t have a mole, but his daughter does. I made a wrong claim, so he’s sure that I didn’t do anything to his wife. But there was information about his daughter that he didn’t want to share, and that’s what resulted in him contradicting himself in what he was saying and what he was showing in the last line.” The man asked, “How did you know his daughter has a mole?” The woman replied, “Educated guess? There’s a chance that I misinterpreted the whole thing, and he was maybe worried about a completely different thing? Could be, right?” The man asked, “What do you mean? What is the meaning of this whole act? What is the meaning of this entire encounter? What is the meaning of everything you just said and also whatever you said previously?” The woman responded, “Communication is much deeper than what we think. We say things we don’t mean, or we say things we never said but that get inferred due to lack of knowledge about the human you are making judgments about, or due to lack of clarity from the human who made the statement. If there is something you never said and people took it as if you said it, it’s your fault. You, yourself alone, are responsible for all the pleasure and pain you experience. And also, about it making sense why does it have to make sense? Lack of knowledge about a situation makes it look absurd, but if you’re on the right road, no one will complain about you stopping way before the destination.” (Looking at the camera) “I know this is a little too deep for a two minute thing, but if I would like you to summarize everything in one word, it is called HONESTY.” Suddenly, men in white t shirts and pants parked their ambulance outside the garden and rushed towards the woman. They held her hands as one guy said, “Really sorry, sir, this woman ran away from a mental asylum. I hope she didn’t trouble you.” The woman said, “Here are the people who lock sanity away to let insanity exist freely. Anyways, bye bye, handsome.” The man said, “Actually, she is my wife… I’ll go with you” The woman interrupted, “I am married. And yeah, also loyal… I’m sorry.” The man said, “I don’t care, come home. I have a whiteboard. Teach me.” The woman replied, “I’ll make it simple for you: please don’t marry me, hahaha.” The man said, “So?” The woman replied, “So bye bye.” She left. Meanwhile, the vendor called home, where his daughter started crying on the call and said, “Papa, ek aurat aake mera massa khaa gayi.”