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Echoes Of I, Me, Myself- The Untrodden Question

Oct 7, 2025
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By B S Anagha


Is it being self-obsessed, or simply confident?


How can we define that?


At home, in the family, society, culture, religion, locality, state, country, or the


world — where does it begin?


How do we reach the ultimate goal — and what is that goal?


Is it power? Dominance over the individual?

What’s the hurry? Can we make sky and land meet?

Who are we rushing for? How does equality play role here?


Money, respect, fame, energy?


More money, more respect, more fame, more energy?


Do we see a purpose, or is it just a blind chase — a mere perspective?

Is it to please — to seek love, affection, family, followers, social media?

Can wars ever gain us these things, or will they only destroy the Earth


permanently?

What are we running toward?


To be part of this sensitive ecosystem, don’t we need to behave like one?

Just like parrots, sparrows, bats, and eagles share the same tree as home in


harmony —


Do we share the Earth similarly with ecology?


Or are we set on destroying other living beings, showing no mercy or hesitation?


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We teach kids good habits — but don’t they see a different world in reality?

And then, no questions are asked — or answered if they are asked.

Can confidence, courage, questioning, and proof help resolve these dilemmas?


Are we mere puppets of the powerful?


Does “I, me, myself, mine” align with our prosperity and development?

Is it salvation we seek through material wealth and power?


Or do we earn for future generations — those yet unborn, uncertain in their


coming?


Who is taking ownership or leadership of this?


Is it all an escape game? And from whom or what are we trying to escape?


What is the cost of all this — monetary or time-bound?

Is it for the economy, finance, or resources?

For rebirth, good deeds, and pure-heartedness?


Do vision, passion, and determination work tactically in the long term?


What’s the use, anyway?


When we suppress the weak in any dimension, what do we truly achieve?

Can we answer these questions as individuals, or does teamwork become


essential?


Do collaborative efforts help us escape the miseries we’ve created?

Can we achieve what we seek, through birth, pondering, and eventually leaving


this world?


Can analytics, creativity, or consciousness help us reach divinity?

Or will learning, teaching, preserving, and innovating bring us together and


change lives?


Does bad manifestation demote us to lower levels of nature?

Alas! These are never-ending questions in my heart...

Oh! Wait — did I just answer the untrodden question?


Maybe...


By B S Anagha

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