Emotions in words

Emotions are infectious, are they not? do you  remember when  you  cried  in  the  movie  theatre  during    an  emotional  scene, or  you  just  laughed  with  your  friends  even  without  knowing  the  reason  why  they were  laughing.  sounds  quite  familiar  right?  oviously  it  does,  it  happens  with  all  of  us everytime. you  know  emotions  are  an  integral  part  of  any  conversation  same  as  smell  is  to  food,  food is  delicious  when  it  tastes  good  as well  as  it  smells  good.  we  are  so  habituated  with  our  perception  of  food,  that  we  hardly differentiate  between  smell  and  taste  of  it,  but  it  becomes  evident  when  your  favourite dish  doesn't  have  proper  amount  of  sugar  or  salt  in  it.Then  it  may  smell  aromatic    but  you cannot  call  it  ambrosial. so  the  question  is,  why  we  are  considering  this  analogy.  let  me  tell  you  we  are  doing  this  to understand  how  an  effective  communication  is  incoherent  without  the  proper  emotions associated  with  it. you  must  have  read  about  the  "I  have  a  dream"  moment  of  Martin  Luther  king  jr's  iconic speech  in  washington  on August  28,  1963  ,  even  today  if  you'll  watch  that  speech  you  will  get  goose  bumps  and  it may  just  give  you  that  extra  chunk  of  inspiration  that  you  have  been  desperately  looking for.  You  may  ask  what  made  that  speech  reserve  a  permanent  spot  in  history  ? It  was  the  emotions  of  the    man  who  articulated  those  words  ,  and  it    became  a  milestone in  history  of  mankind's  struggle  for  freedom. we  often  come  across  people  ,  who  are  so  good  orator  that  they  force  us  being  their admirer  without  even  trying  for  it. whether  we  accept  it  or  not  we  all  want  to  be  like  them,  but  then  at  some  point  of  our journey  we  simply  accept  our  lack  of  knowledge  as  our  reality.  Which is  not at  all  true,  we all  can  place  enormous  weight  in  those  words.  The  trick  lies  in  backing  the  true  emotion behind  our  words,  letting  it  flow  as  we  speak,  letting  it  hit  the  heart  and  mind  of  the  one they  are  meant  to. "Expressing  oneself  is    a  need,    but  living  in  the    heart  of  people  with  that  expression  is  an art  ".

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