Suresh V and Sharat reflect together on the unknown nature of the self:
Does anyone know who they are?
Does a tree know itself, does the sea know itself?
And if I were to ask who I am
I would never really know.
For in the womb of the unknown lies
An answer I do not know
It would be very dull and boring
But if someone were to think otherwise?
They would be in a static world and become a photograph and
a memory
And if I tell you who I am, or think I can?
You should try!
And if I knew not how to try?
I would stop asking the question. Sigh.
And then I shall perish unknown
If you are known you perish unknown
But if you are not known, who knows you perish – also
unknown.
Is it not enough that we meet?
Not to know whom I have met….
Yes, not to name what I’ve met, or what we’ve met
We depart as we never were
Unknown to each other
Unwept
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