Volleys of Questions
Who are we? What is our identity? Where did
we all come from? Well, which is our actual destination? There are questions after
questions that buzz in my mind almost always. Wait! I never think that these questions
are my monopoly. Neither am I supposed to think that too. Be it sooner or be it
later, at some point of time during our lives, we presumably face such
questions as if they are pounding out from our within. Broadly speaking, our
split selves, perhaps, play a very significant role in this regard.
Years roll away like a moving stone without
any moss. Yes, time does, does fly away in the twinkling of an eye. We grow old
day by day, but the question is: “Do we grow up or do we just grow old?” The
answer is given to us on our own, provided we spare some time to listen to our
within.
It is very easy indeed to speak like this,
isn’t it? Yes, you’re right in thinking, absolutely correct, that I’m no
exception to this as well. It takes a lot of ease to speak, but it takes a
great deal, or should we say, a very big and honest deal to apply all these lectures
of mine in my own life. Life is funny, as and when we believe it to be so.
We behold this world and we find everything
to be in agreement with our actual selves. That is to say, this large world is
nothing other than a perfect mirror held to see our faces. Well, who holds the
mirror to us? The answer lies in our within, for sure. Sorry to say, not just this
answer, but each and every answer can be found on our own. We all just need
some time for our individual selves.
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