The night was dark. The world was asleep. But not him. He sat at his desk in the corner of his room. The table lamp switched on. The rest of the room was dark. And silent. Other than the faint classic rock music that played in the background. There was a book open before him. It did not interest him particularly. Nor did it get his precious attention. He seemed to be occupied. And anxious. In deep thought. Suddenly a there was buzz. Followed by a beep. And he seemed to panic. He picked up the device which had caused the noise and stared at the screen. ‘Love’ flashed on the screen. In an impulsive set of actions, he stroked the device several times and tapped it in the end and kept it back. Patiently waiting for the next noise of love.
The Noise of Love