My echo, My shadow and Me...

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...

Have I told you about the folk of sparrow that befriended me, some years back...I have got one of them back at my place again...I met with her some ten days ago...some how I wake up early in the morning...when I went out to the balcony I saw her sitting at the railing with a dry leaf in her beaks...she flew away the moment saw me...it hurt me...why shall she be scared of me...decided to instill faith in her that I am harmless... I was not sure if she would come back again...when I woke up next day and looked out for her, she was not there...I waited for a while and went back to bed again...I arrived office late...it was really a gloomy day... I almost gave up...but failed to resist myself from giving a try next day again...so wake up a bit earlier then the days before and had some rice grains spread on the balcony...at much to the delight she was there...as usual she had a straw...standing on the railing she looked at me...bending the little head from all sides...as if a computer scann...