Noises

She said a lot, and it hurt him. Not as much as this though. He never had a doubt in his mind that what ever he was being told was not quite true and after a while he stopped persisting for it. but she never stopped persisting on what she was saying  was correct. He was curt and suddenly distant. He had a sudden sense of empowerment  as he detached himself from his feelings. However there were silent squirms inside him that he gaudily pretended to be unaware of.But he wanted to be right and for that she had to be wrong. The eggshell was intact, and that was the bad news. After a while the voice talking to him just faded away as he was no more receptive to any amount of convincing. She stopped talking and he felt at ease, as if victorious in his belief. Her silence to him sounded like the testimony of his distrust. But just as his detachment was complete and the shell was strengthened beyond any permeation she said something. She said  "I am not a liar" as she beautified the world with a few pearls and was gone. The walls that drove her away, went away with her. He collapsed inwards under the noise of those words around him. And he no more wanted to be right.