Silence has always fascinated me.
When I first started interviewing people for my documentary, I used to think the most powerful moments came from what people said. But over time, I realized that the most revealing parts often came from what they didn’t, the pauses, the hesitation, and the deep breath before someone chose whether or not to share something painful.
I’ve come to believe that silence itself can be a form of communication. Sometimes what’s unsaid carries more weight than the words that fill the air.
In anthropology, and even in everyday life, silence can mean respect, grief, defiance, or protection. It’s a universal language that requires us to listen differently, to pay attention not just to the noise but to the spaces between it.
That lesson reshaped how I approached storytelling. Silence wasn’t an empty gap to fill; it was part of the story itself.

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