Who am I? I am No One….
Driving mom around, taking her out for lunch… being a son.
Spending time with the wife and kids… being a husband and father.
Guiding the team, striving to meet the targets… being a boss, teacher, employee, learner.
Lending a ear, a shoulder to rely on, dancing and having fun… being a friend.
“I want to be just myself”, “I want to do things my way”, “I want to be me”….
But who am I really? I am no one… no one person. I play different roles and strive to give my best in each role. I can never be just one person. I am always different. But am I? What is the common thread that defines who I really am? Surely there must be a something that defines me.
I no longer struggle to find myself. I am who I am for the person I am with at that time. The truth is in that moment. Rest is all illusion.
As Shakespeare wrote
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
So very true Reema