Who Am I ?
A boy or a gal? How ll the baby look like? What ll he become?
Train of questions ran in the little world of my Mother.... My life began with a series of Questions....
My mother never knew that i was wicked from the time i was more than a being...
in return to all her love for me, i made her cry even as i entered this world... much wicked than i am...
Tearing my Mothers womb apart, i took my very first breathe...
A boy or a gal? How ll the baby look like? What ll he become?
Train of questions ran in the little world of my Mother.... My life began with a series of Questions....
My mother never knew that i was wicked from the time i was more than a being...
in return to all her love for me, i made her cry even as i entered this world... much wicked than i am...
Tearing my Mothers womb apart, i took my very first breathe...
Aroma of atrocity seemed to be much better than the one inside my Mother's womb,
How i wish i stayed inside my mother forever, safe, secure and innocent !
I would not be this wicked.. i hope...
As i grew up, strong and handsome... Intelligent and well-known....
My wicked nature grew all along... Never noticed and brought to light...
I was not all alone, had the best company of my world...
The world with people who never care about their Mother...
I was selfish, forsook my Mother, went astray to live in the world i built for myself...
As i was passing by a lake, fresh and lively.... with all sunshine reflecting on the waters as if the water was on fire.... bright and colorful,
Sort of feeling clouded my mind, warm and peaceful...
Felt like it took me in to some time of my past, i can barely remember...
As i looked in to the waters, i could see myself... the still waters reflected me...
even before i enjoyed the beauty of watching myself, the creatures inside the waters.. terrified and panicked... swam in to the deep waters...
causing the still water to move...
what i saw lead to a question in my mind...
the disturbed waters reflected me.... rather i should say MY TRUE IMAGE...
The beauty that lasted for a minute turned out to be disfigured...
I wonder why the creatures were panicked by me...
If only they had not moved, it would have been a beautiful image of mine that was reflected on the waters...
Were they trying to convey a message? Trying to say something?
In my world people are afraid of only the wicked and bad.. but i never meant any threat to the creatures in the waters...
Carrying this un-answered question in my heart was pain... nothing but pain...
I live in a world where only humans can talk to one another...
We were created to live in the world along with the woods, waters, animals...
Why cant i understand what waters speak?
Even before i found the answer, i turned grey and old...
I was wondering who i was?
A train of questions were running in my mind... jus like the ones my mother had when she conceived me...
Did i fail to recognize how wicked i was?
Did i live my life the way it was supposed to?
As i understood and learnt about these questions, there i lay.... all alone in my own world...
Now i see why the creatures never spoke to me.... why i could never understand the language of the woods.....
There i lie in a new world... burried deep down inside...
Where no one excep me can hear my Heart Beat...
There i lie with an un-answered question in my heart.... WHO AM I?