Voice and Echo
This is an observation rather than a judgment. I do not know the
second person well enough to defend or degrade him. True, I have had
contact with the first person and had later been the object of his
wrath. Yet I know I am not alone in this situation, so there is no
reason for me to be upset.
There were once two guys in a department. Thought they handled
similar work, they were unlike each other in personality and looks.
Even an elephant is intimidated by an animal less
than half its size
One was of middle height, dark and lean. The other was tall, tan and
overweight. The latter was timid and preferred not to be highlighted
while the former was overbearing and craved to be accepted among the
Naturally their work brought them together but luckily, the
difference in personality made the friendship possible. We will name the
first one 'Voice' and the second, 'Echo'.
I will not waste space in describing Voice's manners to you. Many
know of his nature and often term it as 'weird'. It is Echo who
interests me because I have wondered if he will ever stand up for
Many people had told me that Echo is better off by himself. They tell
me that he is a nicer person when he is not in Voice's presence.
They say, "Why does he keep company with Voice? He is a good chap but
hardly has an opinion of his own."
The truth, I suspect, is that Echo is afraid of Voice. I have heard
that Voice can make life pretty unpleasant for this who oppose him. But
is that a reason for Echo to be voiceless - oppressed and made into
Voice's mere shadow?
There were times when I felt that Echo looked like a deer caught in a
snare. He had no courage to untangle himself. No means of standing up to
his beliefs. The easiest way out was to agree with Voice in all that he
said. Let Voice take the upper hand in matters and meekly follow his
I am now no longer in their company because I had a fall out with
Voice. Voice is nasty to his enemies in public. He does not mind washing
his dirty linen out in the open. However Echo who was on friendly terms
with me, just looks through me now. Perhaps he is afraid that if he
shows signs of friendliness towards me, word will reach Voice's ears. He
does not speak to those whom his mate dislikes. However at times, when
we catch each other's eyes, I think I can almost glimpse an unspoken
We live in times when elephants are scared of mice. But even a worm
will turn. Even though it is too late for a new year blessing, I hope
Echo will find his own voice soon.