Notes About Myself

Almost everyone of us, while filling any form on any forum, gets across a very familiar question. People read and answer it very easily, quickly and undoubtedly like they know the very answer like they cant be more certain about it. So do i encounter these familiar words on various forums and i try to answer it by not answering it. The words say describe yourself. Whenever i see these words, i keep on going onto further questions, i keep on writing different things, tackling the mighty words differently. But inside my brain, there's always a blank that follows these words. A part of my brain's consciousness gets stuck inside these few words, though very small in number but very deep indeed. While filling the very form of this blog, these words said hi to me. A few days ago, i got hired for a job and the guy asked me the very question and i played these words like the ninjas used to trick people. These words are innocent words, they get fooled very easily but the only bad thing about these words is that they ask a question. No matter how successfully i befool these words, they dont seem to mind at all but they dont quit asking the very question from me. Sometimes i see people who are very much sure about everything. I come across people who are so full of themselves. Who claim to know everything about themselves. Sometimes i sense people getting inspired by me, people who are so much full of themselves, i ask myself, do they have enough space to get inspired by someone or something. People whom i look at admiring them about them being so full of themselves. At times, i come across people who are something more than merely being full of themselves. Those people are selfish people, they think for themselves, they do everything for themselves, they live for themselves, they don't try to fix anything in or out of their scope. And i admire those people as well. Life's becomes pretty easy when one's very first priority is one's own self. And then there's me, and i confront those old friends at this very point and i would try to befool them once again. I actually cant really answer the question not because of the fact that i dont know but because of the fact that i think i dont know..

Changing Times

I remember when i was in my highschool and we used to study evolution of life, the appearance of difference species onto the face of earth, the developmental stages of society, establishment of ethics, identification of religions and the ever growing world of sciences, arts and philosophy creating history onto the face of this universe. I remember how we think that life floats every moment. It is the sum of these little moments that give us our entire life, it is this run that enables us to establish ourselves. And i also remember how i have been running to establish my life throughout this journey with always new horizons ahead. And here is when, at this very point, i get stuck in the chaos. This is when i want to take a rest, to talk to myself, to ask some questions, to have my own view of about this game, we usually call life, that has three basic stages commonly known as birth, living and death. This is where i want to feel with what phase of this game i am dealing with. And when i look around, i see alot of things but i don't see the answers what i started to look around for. What if i want to play the second phase of the game, what if i want to live, i ask  and then i see that there are bare faces having expectations inside eyes, questions in the expressions and judgements in the brains. They always tell me you are what you've got rather than you are what you are. I want to reply back to let them know that this is in contradiction to the views of the person residing in this body. Then there is a push from behind with an echo that asks me to let it the way it is and to get back to the path i was moving on.

Hope Floats