Getting an all of a sudden urge to write, I’m here trying to write. I was just reading a book “Eat Pray Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert and I got restless since the pace of the book is quite slow and I’m very impatient and I always want to discover more and more in the least bit of time. And that gets me to what I would be writing about today- Patience, a quality I haven’t embraced in my life so far but I can write about it for my benefit as well as that of some one reading this post.


Patience- I think Patience means

 “controlling the wild spirit that bestows in you and tries to make the things rushed up, it would be an art of controlling your wild self”.

  That is what I mean when I say the word patience. You might be having your own version of the meaning or you might have got stuck with the dictionary meaning of patience, which by the way I never do care to learn word to word. 

So, patience- why do we require it to be a part of our lives? Why do we want to restrict the wild being of our being which wants the things to be rushed up? Well, I like things when they change constantly, when they are rushed up. Don’t you? But still I want patience in me and many others also do want it to be a regular part of their selves. Why? Well, the simple answer might be that the patience reduces the burden of things. When you’re rushing up your life, things might get tangled in the phases of time or they might get a little destructive which makes me ask- can patience subdue this rushing up effects in our lives?- the answer of which I don’t know as per now.


Still, what I think I know is that the patience is good… yes, it is good for being patient makes you see life with a different and slow perspective. This life is worth living, that book is worth reading- hence, patience would bring forth a new mindset that would let you enjoy the life bit by bit and let me enjoy the book bit by bit. Isn’t it so?

Patience can behold the destructiveness stormy attitude you form while being rushed up. Well, I would be opposing my aforesaid statement but I think rushing up won’t bring about the so-called destructiveness stormy attitude I have myself quoted(crazy, isn’t it?) necessarily and patience can’t necessarily subdue this so-called destructiveness stormy attitude. (Ha! I’m tired of writing this big phrase) But patience can help you being patient which is an achievement of inner most rest that you can give to your enraging inner-self, well, agree or not, but there is a side of you which is always enraging- flaring up to make things go faster at one point or the other.

You can call yourself completely patient, but I know there comes a time when every one just gets so much enraged(by their enraging inner-self) that they can’t be patient any more which brings me further to my next question- Is patience a way to lead your life?

Well, I don’t think so. Patience isn’t a way of leading your life, it is just a method of easing the pace of your life which is good in itself but can be better if a little amount of patience is embraced in the life.

Hence, I am going to learn some patience, accepting it in my inner-being to subdue its enraging side somehow for any bit of a small moment, to enjoy life, to see life through a new perspective, to reduce the burden, to just let go and feel somewhat eased.

What do you think?



What I want to do?

What I want to achieve in life?

How I am going to achieve it in life?

Do I need fame?

Do I want a happy life or the one with the fame?

Who am I?

Why I am here?

What is the reason behind my existence?

Who am I?

Who am I?

Who am I?

The questions- the never-ending questions. I started with asking myself What I want to do! and that question led me to many other questions and finally to the question where I ask about my existence…. where I want to know myself…. where I want to know my purpose in life…. where I want to know- WHO AM I?

Today I again started pondering over the topic I have already written about sometime back…. it was an essay competition in school and I had so many topics to chose from but my curiosity… my inner-self made me chose this particular topic… I don’t know why! But I started writing anything and everything. The essay came out to be good but made me even more doubtful about myself… made me even more curious about why I wrote those things.

Today I am posting my essay- may be you would come to some conclusion…. some conclusion I am not still clear with.

Here’s that essay-


WHO AM I? – The question very well understood, but often unanswered just because the answer is very much unknown. It is as simple as that. This fact is ironic, being one doesn’t know about oneself….doesn’t understand the power, the capability one has got. This unknown proximity, rather the power is what forms a being.

WHO AM I? – I am an individual, born to roam around and know this never ending world. I am a being who is unaware of me. I am no different – I am ‘just like’ any other person who enters and exits the world ‘just like’ a storm. But still I am no similar – Because I am myself – the self that exists only in me.

WHO AM I? – This question is now spelling some magic, its hypnotic: teasing me that still I don’t know the real myself. But now I have some idea – I am the ‘SPIRIT’, a significant spirit, for I make the world, the world doesn’t make me….I live the world! It is just because of the so many significant spirits like me; the world is there. Each ‘myself’ in each spirit is contributory – this fact can’t be denied.

 WHO AM I? – I am the ‘AIR’, blowing across awakening one and all. I am the life-giver and sometimes the life-snatcher, for my life as well as life of many others rests on any swift blow I have. I am the purifier and sometimes the spoiler, playing the game of character: for my character as well as character of many others is influenced by the constituents I have within.

WHO AM I? – I am the ‘WATER’, seeping smoothly everywhere and anywhere. I am the coolant and sometimes the heater, for I can be quiet and ferocious as well. I am sometimes blue and white some other times; reflecting what I see depending on the surroundings I live in.

WHO AM I? – I am the ‘LAND’, present prominently all around. I am the shelter and sometimes the decayer, for I stay in my own way, generally uninfluenced by everything and anything. I have varied colors and faces, depending on the mood and thinking I have.

WHO AM I? – I am the ‘FIRE’, spotted anywhere so bright and furious. I give warmth but still I can burn, I can be calm and ferocious as well. I rule myself and enacts the scene, depending on the amount of peace I have.

WHO AM I? – In simple words, I am the World covering all the elements – thus each and every expression and the image I show. I control the place I live in, I make the place I want.

The question is no longer a teaser – its now an encourager making me understand each and every concept that determines me.

WHO AM I? – I just wrote what I can think of. But realizing myself is not just thinkable but understandable.

WHAT I MEAN TO MYSELF…I am what I think of myself. When it comes to give a personal view, I am a psychological creature ruled by the thoughts and the spiritual aura found in me. I am not just a living creature – I am rather a thinkable creature capable of knowing and analyzing what I do. I am a soulful creature making the inner me – the individual that relies on instincts, not just thoughts. I am a fluid creature with all the necessities flowing in me for survival.

I am not just what I show – I am rather something I shadow. WHO AM I? – The question so complicated – the words are few but flowing, never ending. The more complicated is the power I realize which resides in me… on the path of being “KNOWN”.

That’s all what I wrote… That’s the limit till where I can reach….

Now, here’s a video of someone experienced…spiritual answering the same question-