What if I was another man, born in another world...what if I was not what I am...I wonder sometimes! I would belong to another religion perhaps, or perhaps a different caste or maybe I may not be a believer at all.... How different would that be? Would it still be me, is what I ponder hardest about! What I think, how I think, would that be any different from how I think and what I think today - being what I am...today.
Would I still want to sit under the shade of a tree, near a placid stream and pen down my thoughts, as rhyming couplets? Would my poet still be alive? I hope he is...is that one thing I most wish for.
How would I view the world, or my own country? Would I look at it differently? Would I be indifferent to those many things, that I feel strongly about today? Would being born in a different world change that? I hope not...!
If it were to happen, I hope someone in that world, is able to recognise me as the same man I am today, who thinks and feels the same way and not as someone who is from a different world...
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It's an interesting reflection but there are a lot of mistakes. It's good, the meaning is there, it would be for all around the world although some do not realise it..
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