First Person, Singular Number. That’s “I or Me”, the center of all experiences.

Experience is that wonderful alchemy by which I construct and reconstruct my world. The world, rightly said, is a combination of the given and the constructed. What is given is my inheritance. My inheritance makes me humble and grateful not just to Nature for bestowing me with a beautiful mind, but to the whole of Mankind for beautifying my little being with a decent programming of that beautiful mind.

But the expression of a humble thankfulness, I fear, may be a reason of complacency. I ought to rise above that overwhelming state of mind to a wider field of ideas. I ought to rise above my mundane limitations to explore possibilities to make my world a better place. Concrete action to that end would perhaps be the decent way of extending my sincere gratitude.

But mind often dangles between hope and despair, witnessing the sordid state of affairs round the world. Crises are seen everywhere. Rat race for wealth and supremacy of power is the keyword in our personal, social, national and international life. Would not this apathy lead our civilization to a grinding halt?

Can we have enough reason to make a turn around? The answer may be either Yes or No.

“Yes” would perhaps be an overoptimism and “No” would lead us to utter cynicism. Then what can be done? Who will do the good job? …And How?

The question bounces back to square one:
”The first person, singular”.

I was looking around for a ray of hope till I discovered it deep within! Then I resolved to empower it as a guiding light and tread the unchartered path, all alone myself!

But there was a pleasant surprise on the way, in store for me. The road less traveled is seldom overpopulated! However those who ventured are different and yet all alike. And then it occurred to me:

"When the ways of friends converge, the world appears as home for a minute."

I discovered my good friends the day I started all alone, believing in myself:
THE FIRST PERSON,SINGULAR!!