
intrigued by, quizzled many a grays from that of a pauper to plato.
The very word 'i', the ninth letter of the english alphabet, the one
which carries the most substance in its discreteness. 'i' however
amour-propre it may sound, it is this 'i' which epitomizes the
probity, the wholesomeness of our entire species.
When a question mark succeeds this potent solitary 'i' the
philosophies, subjective, objective or generalized, fail to provide an
answer that would put us at ease.
Am i this physical body, entangled in threads of earthly bound
relations? or m i the the five vital forces, m i a thinking mind or m
i just an unconscious state of nescience?
The answer i have is.. I'm who can invigorate many like me and plague
the world with wreck and havoc or with substantive peace and calm. Its
i who can upturn the social stigma's or strengthen them. Its i who can
give this democracy a chance every four years or can turn into
tyranny.
With such immense quantum of power vested in me The I, why then frown
upon the pseudo vagueness that the aforesaid question reflects.
I'm every proud parent and i'm every successful youth, i'm every crime
put to justice, i'm every satisfied nationale, i'm the sovereign, i'm
the socialist, i'm the secular, democratic republic.. Its i who
entails the essence of history in my genes to curb the future from the
same wrath.
I'm ...(name).. I'm... Year old.. I'm From...(place). I laugh, i love,
i hope, i hurt, i need, i cry and i know you do the same things too,
so we're not that different, Me and You.
Me and you which amalgamates this I. I'M US.. And.. As buddha said..
"I am the miracle"
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