ghazala
Don Juan
Once a friend wrote kay did you ever think that who we are ......... if not then do so
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This phrase of him made me think that yeah ........... I do get this question hitting my mind at times but then I dont get any answer to this. If thought in depth, you can understand that 'I' dont even exist. Point towards the hand & it becomes 'my hand', feel your heart then it'll be called 'my heart', think of your body & it'll come as 'my body', voice ...... again it's the same 'my voice' ........... but despite of all these things I feel uncomfortable n rebellious when I cannot find my own self in all these ........
A group of religious ppl had teenagera with them. There was a lad who was always sans shirt, hair long n a long mala sort of neck-lace was his speciality. He never used to indulge in nonsense stuff .......... verbally n physically. People started calling him 'mala wala' n since then no one ever remebered his real name. One morning one naughty boy took that mala out of his neck while he was sleeping n wore himself. When that mala boy woke up he saw that other boy standing smiling in front of him with his mala in his neck. From the depth of his heart .......... pain emerged .......... which was visible in his voice too n facial expressions that
'You became ME & where did I go' .................
