How about a name, huh?

"I was just thinking if I could get you a nice name!" I said with an exclamation mark at the end of the sentence while talking to my soul.

"Well, with all regards to your love and care, I do have a name." I got the reply.

"What is it?" I asked with an expression of surprise.

"Soul" was her reply.

"Bullshit! I mean no offence but this is not a name. Not a nice one at least." I looked disgusted.

"Ahhh, I don't like it too but that's what everyone calls me. You guys are so mean. You give name to yourself. You even name your dogs. What about me? I am an eternal part of you. Giving you life, and guidance, and warnings, and...oh forget it." I could feel the pain in her voice.

"I am really sorry about that. I didn't want to hurt you. I will not do the same with you. I will find a nice name for you." I said hoping to cheer her up a little.

"That's so nice of you." I felt her calmed down.

"Hmmm...Let me think...How about Dajji or DJ. Some of my friends call me with these names." I said with an excitement.

"That's your name. I can't take it. Besides, it's a male name. I am female."

"Did I hear it right? Do you guys have gender? How can a man have a female soul?" I was bit shocked.

"Well, not really but we are being referred as females in your conversations. A man is incomplete without woman that's why men have female souls." I felt she had a smile on her face.

"And women have male souls, right?" I asked. I didn't like the idea though.

"No, they too have a female soul. Their souls are also referred as females." I think her smile got bold, italics and underlined with this reply.

"Now, why do they have female souls? Aren't they incomplete without men?" Just because she is my soul and knows better than me, I will not buy this so easily.

"Women are also not complete without men but they have female souls to show women power."

"What a stupid answer." I thought. I guess she also didn't know the answer. I better let it go. After all, she is the soul and knows better than me about her community.

"OK then, a female name it will be." I said submissively. "Let me think..."

"How about Sneha!?"

"Nah...I didn't like it."

"Pooja, it’s a nice name."

"Too common"

"Priya" I suggested one more.

"Are you mad? It's too old and sucks. I need something catchy. A modern name."

"Hey, I got it...am sure you will like it. How about Tiya?" I said with a shine in my eyes.

"Hmmm...This sounds nice." I felt bit of a relief.

"So that's final. I will call you Tiya from now on. Deal?"

"Deal"

I finally named my soul. It was fun. Wanna try?

I heard it

"Hey Stupid! Don't do this. This will hurt you." Someone said.

I looked around as I was about to hit the table walking towards the door and found no one. I thought it was my imagination.

"Don't you listen to me you dumb head."

"Am I going mad or someone is really talking to me." I thought.

I can't see anyone. Ohhh I get it. It's Mr. India, the invisible man. But that was only a movie. What am I thinking. These are clearly the signs of going mad. Wait a minute, I am not mad. Someone is playing prank with me.

"Who is it?" I asked looking around vigorously.

"It's me, errr I mean you. Ahhh it's kinda difficult to explain but I am what you are and you are what I am."

"What the heck. This is so confusing. It went over my head. Come on guys stop playing prank with me. Who is it behind those curtains?" I stumbled towards the curtains and pulled them in a flash. Not a single flesh. Then who is it and where is it?

"Okay guys I give up. Now that I am the Bakra, you can come out now."

"You certainly are Bakra but there is no one here in this room. It's inside you." Someone said with a loud laugh.

"Don't tell me. Have I eaten some living creature or what?" I asked still confused.

"No fool, I am your inner self. You can call me 'Soul'."

My head started spinning. Someone inside me talking to me. How is it possible.

"Don't worry! Everyone has a soul. No one can be alive without the soul. It's me who gives life to an individual. An individual dies only when I leave."

Now I am getting really worried. I heard about it somewhere. Your soul intimates you before you are about to die. This is it, my end is here. I am dying.

"Am I dying?" I sounded very low and sad.

"Ha ha ha" I heard a loud laugh.

"Why are you laughing, I heard about it."

"Yes you will die but not now."

"Then why are you talking to me? I never heard from you before." I sighed with relief but still confused about what was happening.

"I have spoken to you earlier many times. It's just you didn't realize it. Remember every time you were to make wrong decisions, I gave you the hint not to. Every time you were confused I suggested you with alternatives. Every time you were sad I consoled you. And the list goes on. I was always with you and talking."

"It was you?" I started to gain my senses back.

"Yes dear, it was me."

"How come I didn't realize this earlier? And how come I realize it now?" I had no end to my questions.

"You didn't realize this earlier because you were busy with the chaos around you. Now that you are relaxed but feeling lonely, you heard me. You wanted to speak to me." I got the answer.

"That means I will hear from you whenever I want to." I was feeling relaxed and happy about this now.

"Yes for sure."

We don't really realize that the best companion for us is our inner self. Our soul. Our soul stays with us throughout our life and never betrays us. It helps us find answers to even the most difficult questions. It guides us to understand what is right and what is not. We can share all our feelings with our soul.

I heard it, have you?