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subject one is with whom i spent three plus years sharing the same office
he always came before me and left before me
he would make some throat sound and i knew he had some question
i have been researching on me actively from the age of 17 after i left home for college
i was researching on me 24x7x365 every moment as background process just like i am doing now
foreground is some parallel process ~ professional work driving writing fixing reading searching listening watching bathing or some daily personal work playing or sleeping dreaming walking cycling shopping ...
i am split in two ~ jarasandha ~ stitching myself ~ public and private into one and healing at the same time ~ i stitch in public
i really don't know what others do when they were broken
he always waited for me to give him attention and would not impose
he is believer
professionally he had correct understanding of computer and had ability to decipher the hidden mechanism of its working ~ machine language organization peripherals and operating system
he was resource for me to locate information available in the office
he knew everything that was available in the office or any other nearby branch offices
for sometime we had another companion sharing our office
he was off and on my companion in three other places for 5 or more years
he was religious and believer of tradition and keen listener; and he would ask his questions now and then and contribute his understanding
subject is a faithful who had studied deeply his faith; some he understood examining his own life but remained within concrete laid down pathway of his faith and stayed away from adventuring so much so banning even curiosity
this was not possible staying and living in India with 5000 years of research already done on MIND
the throttling sound from him was an indication that he had a question he was trying to cope with staying within his faith
he saw i was extremely adventurous and would not only try anything or everything; i would not hesitate risking my life sanity reputation living or public opinion
i would not mind living with any faith including that of eskimo
we have parted 35 years back ~ yet he discovers me when i am underground and follows me day in day out
he finds me of ever object of curiosity and often cautions me about danger signs from his faith
i perhaps the only person he ever seen who does not know how to veil or hide and would not hesitate walk ahead crossing all danger signs into abyss
i do
and my private is always public
i am man of letters
i would not be surprised myself if i am living nude ~ my identity ~ my innocence
the civil answer for living

subject two I have not spent much time with but had know him casually as another devoted faithful very well read in his faith and spent his life exploring his faith; seen and visited every place where his faith is practiced and originated
he does not preach but practice his faith
i have known some people from his faith whom i had known closely
they are extremely polite but distant; yet extremely gentle and helping
they never complain but ever friendly ~ wajid ali pasha from hyderabad adil  from bahrain ~ i remember them vividly even after 40 years
the subject two i am not going to name again
i came to know him because he is married to a woman senior to me in college whom i deeply respect
she has the unique courage and conviction to jump out of window and fly out and land safe
she does not travel in mind but travel physically and with full spirit uniquely her; and i have not seen that in any other person
she is THE BINDER and loves people with no hesitation ~ she is incapable of hating only loving
she would brush away any dirt of hatred with flick of finger without anyone noticing
instead talking about subject two; i have indulged in talking about his spouse who was his classmate
of course my knowledge of two is very sketchy
i know him as extremely well read in his faith and deeply seen his culture where they prospered
i asked him in many times in the past to write about what he read in originals; i know he has understanding and depth of feelings that creates literature; he is capable of expressing that for us at least me who cannot learn language
he has just started writing
i hope he shall be able to dispose of his shackles and fly in open sky of creativity


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