I

‘I’ is the nominal but prime word in one’s existence. The most chief and apprehensive concept of life is ‘I’. ‘I’ hold few storms and waves within it. ‘I’ relinquish, ‘I’ enforce. ‘I’ fell in love, ‘I’ offer love. ‘I’ express, ‘I’ keep mum. ‘I’ know some mysterious screams that are within it; ‘I’ roam around the globe, sitting at a place. ‘I’ is the most knotty thing ever; mingled with self strings. ‘I’ seeks for ‘I’ out there. ‘I‘have an eye on everything except ‘I’.