O Bird!!!!

One day I’ll not be here.
My breath will mingle with the winds.
Arrival and departure is a ritual here.
My footprints will be lost
On these trodden paths….

My dreams would sleep on this earth.
My teardrops will flow down the stream.
The petal of memories will fade in the wet dewdrops.
The lust of life will be lost
In the light mists…

O Bird !
I would lay as soil or ashes
Till the rain of love
Reincarnates me as a shady tree….

Who am I?

Have you ever wondered what could the answer to this question be? 

Last night I randomly picked out a book from my library at home and decided to read the first 20 pages of the book to kill my boredom. I picked up Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder. By the time I reached the fifth page, I was completely absorbed into it. I came across this question "Who are you?" asked to Sophie in an anonymous letter, and couldn't help but ask myself the same.

Who am I? I asked myself, and the very first answer that came to my mind was, "I am Puja !" But then, I went on to think, who the hell is Puja? It was then that I sat down and began writing the answer to this question and to my own surprise, I could define myself in more than fifty different ways! 

Sometimes, out of the blue when we sit down and let random thoughts into our minds, we'd be surprised at how creative we can get, and to what extent we can explore possibilities within ourselves.