Who am I?

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I am not religious, but I don't mind calling myself spiritual. Religion, I believe, has, over the millennia, been used as a prop to perpetrate a lot of human suffering. Faith is what matters. I don't believe in the definition of God as a creator. According to me, my God resides within me. Some call it conscience, some call it the sub-conscious, some call it the soul. I don't mind calling it God. So by definition I am not an atheist or an agnostic, but by essence, I may as well be. My God does not reside in a temple, church, mosque or gurudwara. It is right here, within me.

Monday, June 24, 2013


Why do we make resolutions? Why do we aim to achieve certain things, when most of our planning is pulled successfully down by the lethargy of spirit and the mundaneness of life? Ennui, we call it. It’s a disappointment, and a big one at that, the day you realize how remiss you have been in carrying out your duty to yourself. How careless have you been towards your sense of self-respect. Because, let me tell you, the realization of this lack of concern towards your aims and ambitions is pitiful, loathsome and makes you sick to your guts. One may read, one may do his daily chores well enough and may not be negligent of them. But is that all you aim for? What about the daily jog which you promised yourself? What about the regular writing which was to form a part of your every day? What about music? What about giving something back to the society? A family member or a sympathizer may say You Cannot Achieve Everything, You Know. But what of the importance of these things to your sense of confidence? What about the day when you realize your negligence has been profound enough to make you loathe yourself?

What’s the way out? Is it to aim for a lower rung of ladder? Or to give everything to the achievement of your purpose, regardless of familial ties and relationships? You only have so much time in your day, you know. It’s difficult to compromise one for the other. But one thing I know – that when you start doing the things that you love day in and out, you give off a natural glow, a glow that emanates from your personality and makes you very attractive to people who share your frequencies. When you start doing the things you love, you will feel confident of yourself, and your confidence will reflect in the way you walk, the way you lift your eyes, the way you intone your speech, it almost gives off this odour which makes you stand out. Why do people who run or hit the gym daily, or those who read a lot of books, or those who practice music dedicatedly every day, have a sense of self-assurance written across their visages? In a way, it is your inner happiness that sprouts not from riches or fame or power, but from a sense of achievement, a feeling that you are ‘good enough for anything’. And I feel it’s worth pursuing that inner happiness. It keeps you happy, helps you make people around you happy by spreading optimism, and helps you overcome dark times in life. Ofcourse, we should not stop aiming for more, but if you are able to achieve this basic happiness, things get better.