8th December, I remember as a date when rock icon Jim Morrison was born. A friend introduced me to his music in college and by jove I fell in love with him. His charisma and magnetism could be felt even after he was long gone only by the sheer angst in his music…
Of course they weren’t all gems. But I took solace in the fact that some of my frenz in college use to call me Jim Morrison. No. Not because of my drop-dead-gorgeous looks or my skip-a-heartbeat voice…but because of my messy hair. Actually more than solace I took pride in that fact. So much so that i would even go about saying like a naïve kid that I was “I am his reincarnated version”. It just sounded so nice. (I guess I changed my belief when he died at the age of 27 and I didn’t lol)
And I also believed I could relate to him cos he is born under number 8. So am I. And as a child, when I was fond of reading numerology, I read that number 8 is the most complex of them all. It has two circles; one good and one evil, both pulling the individual in each direction; the number 8s are attracted to the unknown and mostly go through an internal struggle.
Now I may have imagined my struggles through my life...but now I think they have always been existential really…trying to understand the simple meaning of why I was even born in the first place. Not many would think like this, but call it a coincidence...that mostly people born under 8 do.
I was filling out a form recently which had a column asking for Religion. I just put a question mark next to it. I didn’t understand it. I don’t follow any religion. Just because I was born into one I can’t make it mine. Also I wasn’t sure if I could write ‘spirituality’ as a religion. The point being…in my daily routine…there may be a gazillion instances where I am forced to think why i do what I do. Is there more to it? Was I born in specific circumstances for a reason? Where is all this leading? Why I hate seeing people in pain but don't feel right about helping half of them
Well I can go on with this gibberish…but it first needs to make clear sense to me…what is this spirituality I refer to? Why do I burden myself with so many unnecessary existential questions that i am sure i have the capability of finding answers to? Surely not because I am born under the number 8…or is it?
