Sitting
on an easy chair in the balcony and was wondering, what if I could converse with
breeze?
Like a
soothing music which is making me comfortable to feel its presence…
Me:
(though I knew the answer) asked
Who are you?
Breeze:
I’m just what you call as, breeze.
I wasn’t
convinced by its answer. So!
Me: What
does the phrase “what YOU call as” mean?
Aren’t
you what we call you? Are you?
Couldn’t feel its presence for a while. After few seconds…
Breeze:
yes, I’m not what “you” call me.
Was
awestruck for a jiffy!
Me: But
why?
Breeze:
Coz I’m just me! No name can define who I am.
The
way I’m free to move around, I even have the freedom to be just me. Nothing
attached to it. "Sometimes, name creates limitations".
Before
it vanished… in its sarcastic tone...
Breeze:
Who are you?
My eyes
wide open, confusion creeping in..
I dint
know what to answer.
Supposedly
the possible answers would be:
I’m Shilpa?
I’m an energy body? A creation of the universe? A human being?
A thing with flesh, skin and brain? A combination of mind and soul? It can go on…
But all
these answers can symbolize others also! So who am I??
I’m. not what other's call me. Termed for the convenience? i guess.
I believe, the quest is endless... In the path of glory one
has to find his/her own self.
As it’s truly pleasing to be an explorer!
