Uday Learns to Write

H ave you ever thought who you are?  You hardly had time for that.  You have time for all those things which are mostly related to others.  You always believe what others say about you, what others call you.  When you are born they named you and you believed that the name is you.  Whenever someone called your name, you turned back if they call you.  After school and college you became a gradute.  Now, you have got more things to add your name, your degree. You got married and had children.  You brought them, helped them to be educated .  You accumulated wealth and finally you die.  Now they found who you are, they call you, the body.  Yes, you are the body.  You’re piece of the earth.  You are the different form the earth.  You are not born with this body.  You have just accumulated it.  You are what you eat. Now, you come to know that you’re not what they call you, what you eat, your body, then who you are?  Are you your mind?  You have been in belief of what others always s

Though very familiar seeing everyday how beautiful is your face when looked into the mirror Image credit: Google Image/owner

It is the time in between the dark and light.  The clock starts alarming exactly at 5.00 am.  Amir puts his hand on the clock to stop its alarm, his hands along with clock is vibrating.  Without any second thought he wakes up in a hurry just to avoid the sleeping mood unless he will fell asleep again as he does every day.  He opens the doors of window outside.  The street lights are still blinking, the sun rays are yet to come, few dogs are sleeping on the road platform, and he can hear the sounds of cuckoos.  Without passing any more time, he is to get ready for the day soon. Dressed up in the black pant and blue shirt Amir finishes the breakfast as fast as the time is running out for the interview.  This is the first interview call he receives after many months.  He has to get this job desperately as no more money left in his pocket.  He has to pay off the rent and other expenses as he stays alone in the city and it is becoming costlier day by day. It is the busy bus stop,