Indian mathematics

Sometimes she will just leave the box locked. She will whisper an intangible secret in a heartbeat; a dive into the depths of the southern most square centimetre of the deep blue sea. The sea will not perceive her by its senses. She will become a rebus for seclusion.She will seek to interpret her isolation but she will merely philosophise on the nearness of silence. She will become the embodiment of that hidden truth; her years will read; 0 and then 1 but she will never become the sum of the previous two.