The very moment I visited the planet earth, I felt I exist.
As I started growing up, my parents and folks started fulfilling my wishes and demands, I felt I am blessed.
During my school days, I scored good marks and came up with flying colors; I felt I am an achiever.
A bunch of girls flocking around during my teens made me feel, I am loved.
I am a style icon was the feeling I had during the beginning of my youth.
My first job in a trans-national corporation gave me a feeling of pride. I felt I am a white-collared professional.
Umpteen parents wanting their daughter to marry me generated an above-all feeling within. I felt I am in-demand.
I felt I am the best and hence I got the best mate when I got married to the girl of my choice.
With an immense rise in money, position and esteem, I felt I am success.
The day my wife told me she was expecting, I felt I am a man.
I became a father of a lovely doll and that was the moment I felt I am on the top of this world.
I started putting several feathers in my cap with my new establishments which made me feel, I am a victor.
In due course of time, I started losing my health and I felt, I have no control over my body that I have always treated as the closest to self.
One day, I quit the planet earth and realized that I am nothing.
Irony of the situation is such that, even with a feeling of nothing, I am still attaching “I am” with it.
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todu ... simply todu!
This one i like most.. :)
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