Monday, March 26, 2012

May I Help U?



October 22th, Faridabad.
"Yesterday evening, i was at Faridabad railway station. Trains were delayed due to bad climate. I sat near an old chair in the platform. Bored and waited almost an hour, almost tired and felt hungry, no information of train being announced.
Like a drizzle in the desert, a charming girl of my age came to the platform where I was waiting. She is fair, slim and good looking.  Her dressing style and bag in her hand remind me that she’s typical, north Indian college girl. She came and sat near the bench where I was waiting. I felt that God has send her there to little my boredom.
Minutes passed she passed some stares at me. I was excited and heard the lines in my mind beta man me ladoo futa”. She told hi to me.  I was more excited and heard the second line too beta man me dusari ladoo futa”. And I paused for a second and said haiii. She began to inquire about the trains and had a small chat with me. She went away letting the desert more worsened.
After a few minutes people around us came and asking about their respective trains one after the other. I become frustrated. I thing of going somewhere else that replaying to them in such a harsh condition and then only I found a board behind me where I was sitting with a message "MAY I HELP U""

Thursday, March 22, 2012

WHO AM I?


I still wonder my identity for ages and yet to conclude an appropriate answer. WHO AM I?....An introduction into who I am as a individual with emotions and feelings is a hard one to make. Now I am about 25 and I am a student, a son, a brother, a friend, a tutor etc. But this classification is prevailing when I am considering me as an individual and society. Is this the right path to find one’s identity?.  Many a times I wish I could figure out my place in my family, my group of friends, my school, my colleges and wherever I had been to. I hope I may find my place in this world. But all I have got is the satisfaction when the people around me admire and consider me among them.
Am I an individual?. An individual is a person separate from other persons and possessing his or her own needs or goals. Each individual is attached other and has emotions and feelings. I do have emotions and feelings but I still wonder why we cry when we are sad and why we smile when happy.
As a child I searched many scriptures for my real identity. Some say all is a part of paramanu(atom) while others say is apart of almighty. Buddhist concept of an individual lies in anatman, or "no-self." According to anatman, the individual is really a series of interconnected processes that, working together, give the appearance of being a single, separated whole. The individual in Buddhism is understood as an interrelated part of an ever-changing, impermanent universe. Hinduism also tells the concept of soul, body, and ghost. But still it is hard to digest these stories and even many saint wasted (here I mean put their entire life) their life to find the ultimate peace (Nirvana).
I always adore my life as there is so much to see and do meanwhile I hate my life as it is bound to end. Still I waste my time sleeping most part of my life and sometime think how much of my life is wasted just by wasting time.
I don't know who I am, do you?

                                                                                      oganga