The concept of "I"

I have often wondered, who is "I"? I mean whom do I call "I"? Is it my legs? My face or my heart? This question has been in my mind since I was a kid. I would look into my hands and legs and wonder on the same question. When I say it is me who has written this blog, who is the me over here? My hands which has typed, or is it the eyes which read through the blog in order to rectify typos, or is it the brain which is thinking over.
Believe me I even had a few bizzare thoughts regarding this even when I was just a 10 year old. I would wonder if somehow my hand or leg gets separated from my body, I would continue to live and look at the separated hand or leg from a distance. So the hand or leg was never "me". Are they just not a few machines given to me by the almighty to make my life easy? Strange thoughts indeed.
This bizzare thought was extended by me to the extreme. I would think about a soldier from the Ramayan or the Mahabharata, whose head has just been snapped off from his body. That person would still live for a few seconds. And during this period, who is the "I" for the soldier? The head or the body? (Though I admit that it would be too difficult for the soldier to ask that question/or think about it in the condition in which he is in!!).
So is it the soul that resides in the body, which is the real me? But then can the soul think, solve equations, write blogs? Extremely difficult questions to answer. Often exploited by religious teachers or explored methodically through spiritualism (mind the subtle difference between the two methods). Such questions, however, do make me think. Think deep. Deep thinking needs time though and I never had enough of it.
Still I would explore this question in my blog hereon. As my son grows, perhaps the thought of being "me" is slowly creeping into him. One year down the line as he starts claiming a toy as "his". He would not even remember when this belief as being "me" came to his mind. But I am observing him and would continue doing so in order to at least scratch the surface of the answer.

P.S - Nowadays the traffic in my blog is very few. Hence I freely wrote about those bizzare thought of my  mind. With a heavier traffic I would have surely drawn quite a flak and haters of my blog

And what a year was 2015!!

I wanted to write this post for the last 40 days singing adieu to the year 2015. The year was important to me for more than one reasons and I wanted to blog those down before late.

1) I became a father on 2nd February 2015 and ever since that day my life's routine has changed. I am no more (or in better words "should not remain")  the old Narcissist self I have ever been. Where each and every thought in my life used to be regarding my career and more of "my". Oh no!! Actually I have become an even more Narcissist with "my son", the same which happened on 2nd August 2010

2) I finally have a home that is registered in my name. Although the date of possession was 20th February 2015, I started staying in this new home from 25th July.

My brain is not working well today to add any spice to this blog, which is clearly a bland one. Oh one more update, I am now an one year old father. The little joy in my life is growing fast and I have already started cleaning up my sports shoes and can't wait for the day when we start playing together.