Shahzad Shah

Where shall I start....the day I was born or the day I started thinking....I think therefore I am? or I was born and therefore I am?! Dont know really...is it too philosophical to understand this very simple bit or does it needs one to be Enstine of our time and age...shall I ponder upon oranges and color every thing orange...because Newton has already considered an apple...or shall I think of Steve as more of a genius? Newton gave us an apple and Steve...Iphone...everyone has it....

Is it too hard to understand that we are in charge of our selves or are these desires to blame that keep our lives in motion? Knowing the known is not knowledge then call me an ignorant....because I refuse to hate! I refuse to hate any one for the differences that we carry...I'd rather have respect for the individual differences...variety is so spice of life...even though I dont like hot stuff but hey spice less food is not so attracting either...and just for the reference Columbus was trying to discover India for spices!

Yes, the day I was born...was the day I came to this world...but I didnt start thinking until very late!

I went to school...the same school where my elder brother went...I still remember my first day at school...the main entrance gate...seeing the principle...and then finally getting into a class room which was full of kids of my age...I still wonder that if they were kids of my time and age? Some questions tend to haunt you for all your life...

I sat into a class room and I was crying...I was crying because I missed home an it had only been a few hours that I had been into this school....next day I had mixed feelings for this school saga...I liked to be around that bunch of kids them I later called 'friends'....

Life moved on and one day school was finished...we finally stepped out of the school and I was still searching for the meaning of life....I still am...

The University life is all about finding one's professional self...what you want to be in life...successful? I guess being successful doesn't mean owning a car or a posh house or just a large dollar amount into your account...its more like finding out who you truly are...I am still finding....and does it called being really messed up? I dont think so...really!

Every day I struggle to come to terms with myself that in 21st century there isn't any one set of knowledge...its all about knowing, unknowing and knowing again...