one of those moments

Have you ever had those moments when you have absolutely no idea who on earth is that person staring back at you out of the mirror?

I had one of those creepy moments this morning. It started out innocently enough, with me combing my hair and thinking how pretty my new dress looks today.

Then bham! I was like “who the hell are you?” Who am I? What am I doing here? Why am I here? Who is “I”? Is “I” the face that is staring back at me? Waitaminute…Me? What the heck is “me” anyway.

I was totally baffled. Am I Mr.So and so`s daughter? A sister? Lover? Is that how I am defined? Is my soul just occupying my body? This body? For how long? What happens after?

I believe in God and re-birth and heaven and hell and karma. I also believe that once my karma is all done, I won`t be born again. Hey, does that mean my current existence is because my sins were not completely washed previously? Did I serve hell time? What is hell? Oh my god, who can answer me???

As I was stupidly staring at the familiar yet totally strange face in the mirror, I calmed down listening to the gentle flow of the small water fountain we have in the room.

And all was back to normal. The moment was gone. I accepted my life as it is. Some questions cannot be answered. And maybe better left unquestioned.