I contemplate a little,
And initiate on my inner call.
I ask ridiculous questions,
On who and what I am for?
Am I answerable for my doing?
Am I with coherent justification?
Am I what everyone sees me to be?
Am I to be blamed for my actions?
It’s not effectively correct to ask
But who am I, without this society?
The Friend, The family...
…Forming the very fabric of my fundamentals
Then the laws of the region
…And the imprudent notion that I control everything
Concluding I am what I am….
Because of what has happen to me?
Because of whom my parents were?
Because of the era I was born into?
Because of the friends I chose?
Because of the faith I blamed?
Because of the love I gained and lost?
Because of everything, everywhere, everyone.
But then again,
It could just be me…
….And how “I” have reacted to it all?
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3 comments:
well put indeed...quite thought provoking...similar things have been on my mind many a times...
hey u hav the right questions :)
read this
http://dotcommedtanuj.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dots.html
Hmm, rightly said... it's the way we react to situations and things that makes us who we are...
Lovelyy,
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