this question seems to be a constant stimulus for thought.
how do you introduce yourself to a complete stranger? my name means nothing. nationalities, they are only man made. professional qualification? dad's name? likes and dislikes? religious faith? would they define me?
do we have identities? rather, must we have identities? is it really imperative to life?
over the years i visit the same quiery. but contrary to a hope in wisdom, i've not found an answer to satisfy myself.
sometimes these quieries occur to me as far from clarifying answers...... the question being "who am i?"
words and time
this is a learner's license drive in blogging
- dimaagee keedaa :)
- India
- i know not what i am, i know not where i go, i show not all my mind, i am not what i show.....
2 comments:
i am faced with the same existential crisis about thrice a day, everytime i have to introduce myself to someone new. Especially when they pull out the question, where are you from? That brings on a whole other saga.
I think we get forced to construct identities out of necessity just to be able to get through our day; it would be rather inconvenient to spend an hour everytime we get asked that question!
but yeah, it think most of the things we do are feeble attempts to construct some sort of tenuous identity, to somehow derive a sense of value.
identity is an illusion to me. as elusive as that word is meant to be.
i guess all we call identity is something that people can connect with us through....
its not ours, its everyone elses
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