Who Am I?

…arriving at the question itself is an adventure. Those who are exploring this question right at this time would know. It’s not a frivolous question; I find this question to be the convergence point of all of life's experiences. It’s a good question to ask. The fact that we dis-identified solely with our body for a moment and can even imagine that there can be something beyond, is a miraculous and awesome news for this planet.

Four years back, I was Priyanka Chatterjee- an Indian, a Bengali, doing this profession, living the life of an expat, i had some descriptive and a set of defining attributes. I liked this, I didn't like that. I liked these people, that set was just not good enough for me. That was my story. The story of who I am. It’s only when i stepped out of my story for a second that i could see it as that. That’s the moment when i realized there must really different take to who i really am. Is there a possibility that who i really am is not a story but something that’s more consistent and universal??

I am going to cut to the chase, my chase. You might find a different interpretation of life and who you really are. But this is where i am arriving at after the last three years of deep dive exploration.

Who I really am is ageless, un-destructive, un-intimidated, un-attached, calm, peaceful and formless being, who has found an abode in this benevolent body. Everything else is a story. I am indeed consistent, not just by myself, but I am consistent with the entire mankind. We are all that. Our stories are very different. We are not different at the core; we are different in the superficial. That’s why I find fascist religion, political parties, and wars extremely nauseous.

Why don’t we know the simple truth? It is because of our love of forms. That’s why we give God the forms that we do. Because silence cannot be God, the essence of a person cannot be God, the kindness in our hearts cannot be God. It has to be a solid figure. It has to be a book.  If we can’t see, we can’t believe.

Can we give the world of formless a chance?...