You feel lost.
That's Good.
You feel like an exile.
That's good.
Who am i ? You ask.
Ask.
And let the Question
like an axe cut through
The jungle of fear and pain
Leading you to the centre.
Who am i ?
Cut through
the assumptions
you surround
yourself with.
Who am i ?
I am a woman, , you answer.
And you are more.
Who am i ?
I am Malayali, you answer.
And you are more.
Who am i ?
I am a marketer, you answer.
And you are more.
Who am i ?
I am a dancer, you answer.
And you are more.
Who am i ?
I am body.
And you are more.
Who am i ?
Who am i ?
Who am i ?
Who am i ?
Why did you choose to come here?
Ask, why did you choose to come here?
Ask knowing you know: Why did you choose to come here?
When you search
for someone to love,
are you searching for love?
Or are you searching
for a retirement ticket?
{Those who dole out
retirement tickets,
what do you think they are looking for?
Women? Or little girl childs?}
Are you searching for love?
Or are you searching
for the strong counterpart
of the weak side of you.
Or the gentle counterpart
of the strong side of you.
Are you searching for love?
Are you searching for a man?
Or an impossible man,
the negative of your ideas?
Are you searching for love?
Someone searching for Lord Shiva
tossed aside Lord Krishna
because he wasn't Lord Shiva.
Someone searching for Lord Krishna
tossed aside Lord Krishna
because he wasn't wearing a peacock feather.
Are you searching for love?
Yes it's tough for you.
It's also tough for each of them.
Are you searching for love?
Really?
Then don't stop.
Because love is searching for you.
-- Tarun & Celia