Who am I?

A normal human being, an elementary person who wishes to lead just a good life overcoming all the burdens of life. A classical dancer, a not-so-good-singer, a blogger, a writer, a traveler, writer, debater, a fighter, a winner, or a looser, or a failure, or a successor, a book-lover, or may be a struggler, a deep analyzer, or just a mere show piece.

Well, I often ask myself this particular question and I find a galore of answers hitting out at me. Some are quite pleasant able to write and mention while others, let’s say most of them scares and are quite dicey and chanceful.
I find myself exploring new answers each day. And each new answer gives me strength to fight all my worries, my weakness and make me analyze   my areas of interest more.
I doubt my capability of doing big things, but this “Who am I”, thing enables me to hope and trust that I am up for something more than an ordinary life.
Again it strikes, “I love photography”, is it? Am I a photographer? And getting a ‘punctual tag”, at School function makes me recognize” am I that punctual or this world is kidding with my play of emotions.
Suddenly while writing this piece, I ask that question again. And now I see myself filled with positivist, because writing helps me to get over all the bad and crummy things going around. Because, it’s my hobby, I love to do it or it’s again a fantasy?
A traveler, who begrudges to explore new places, a profound love for Politics, a person who can read a Political and Legal book at 2 am with a flashlight on or am I an aberrant girl? Sometimes, finding an answer for a particular question can lead to so many more questions jumbling over me. I end up rowing with a confused self. Or a person who does things that she actually loves without cheating from the otherwise.
Everyday, I ask, I fill myself with lots of negative and positive responds.
A normal go-to-go person, an extraordinary one, you line is different from others and you are very different from others, you are always meant for something big and great, replies my inner-self.
“I always wanted and still want to do something, but I don’t know what”. I have already found out my passion, my savor, then why I do I need to get a specific answer now. I find people bragging about their passion, their academic passion, and showing it of in social- media.
Many ask me, “what about you”? Let’s say EVERYONE.
I ask myself and reply with just a “don’t know”, because I believe a true passion and love should never be hashed out and revealed. It should be protective, possessive enough to be declared from the people-you don’t care about.

BECAUSE,

Here I am still to explore more, still to figure my growing areas of interest, my everyday increasing passions, hungry and thirsty to do something. Being the real me, I look forward for a wonderful and fantastic journey ahead.

This question can make a person drown and submerge into happiness and sadness. To me it makes me love me and my interest more, develop a new one every day and never to settle down holding a mere arithmetic 1.
I crave for more and more. To do something without blowing my own trumpet. To welcome a new answer every day. Fight my weakness and fear and learn from my mistakes.
That’s what I have did, done and still doing- LEARNING.