Who Am I?

In the whirlwind of everyday life one hardly has time for self realization. It's a question that is reserved for the saints, for the philosophers, and anyone who is a fool in society's opinion. When a crisis hits and when things go awry, the haywire inertia takes its place only to be displaced shortly after.

But who am I really? Am I someone who everyone thinks I'm? Does everyone know me so well that my attitude and action becomes predictable? Or is it all such an act which is known to us, something like a voluntary reaction when facing the public?

The person who people think I'm and person who I'm really is, when each surface? Do you even possibly know which is the real you?

Too many questions, too little time. Each time you think you have found the answer that is if you were on the road to self discovery, another comes up confusing you more. Now you just came back to square one. 

May be discovering yourself is as important as questioning the existence. May be unearthing the puzzle will somehow lead you to the purpose. May be it is the sole reason of being born humans. Finding your true self is a process, it cannot happen in one day, one week, one month or one year. It takes a lifetime; a lifetime of chances, choices and confusions and enough courage to live through all of it.

You really should be lucky if you can find it then!