My cellphone, confused totally..
Quietly, for long, it observed me..
After watching me, the whole day
Asks me, quite politely,
Who are you, do I know you ??
I went totally blank, asked, what it meant by that,
Not knowing, how to react, it lost its network,
Though the network resumed, it went mute,
Took some time, to think for a while…
The following words, it murmured back, after a while..
“Think clearly how fast, you manage to switch roles..
Calls your son, you talk like a mom..
Calls your mom, you talk like her doll..
Calls your sister young, you guide like her elder one,
Calls your husband, you sound like his second hand,.
Calls up your friends, you giggle like a child,
Calls your in-laws, your relatives, I hear, you’re split into halves,
Have you ever thought, who you really are..??
You keep saying, you believe in being you,
Show me that Being, where is that You..??”
I replied, “How do you say I’m not being me,
The roles I play, they’re all scattered parts of me only..”
It smirks, saying, “Debi, don’t you forget this simple truth,
I hear your voice, every time you swipe my green call sign,
Through my ears only, you speak and laugh, each and every time.”
Actually, my ‘Being Me’ prefers, silence in such debates, not to argue with cells,
My ‘Being Me’ thinks, we, human beings are all rational animals, living in a human jungle,
‘Being Me’, to me, means, sharing with and caring for all around,
Or else, my ‘Being Me’, would’ve preferred, going to and living in, a green jungle, all alone..!!