At the airport…
The old man with a Dumbledor-ish beard asked me:
“What are you ?”
“A Philosopher?”
“A Thinker?”
“A Seeker?”
I replied,” No! None ! I am just on a journey trying to find myself out…”
His glassy blue eyes twinkled at that.
He looked at me piercingly and said, “I have got my answer…!”








