it's a long walk so far...i'm in search of an identity...beyond the fact that i'm someone's son or someone's brother or someone's friend bla bla bla...they are so vague...why can't i have an identity of my own? It really stroked me that day...nearly four years ago...i was in a theatre to watch the block buster " The lost world"...and the incidents that followed forced me to start the search for myself... there was a little girl (Shikha, as I came to know later) standing near me...she was with her father and her younger brother...I took her to my lap...we two were wondering at the things that were happening on the screen in front of us...with eyes wide shut! As her palms were too small to cover her eyes from the horror at times, she used my hands... then there was the break...her father went out to bring some eatables ...only then she realized that she sitting on the lap of a stranger...looked at me..."who are you (with a "just for informa
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