Manifesto

I am who I am. 

I don’t know who I will be.

But today I am the sum of my experiences;

The ones that broke me and crumbled me to ash, 

And those that made me get back up. 

The ones I chose to let go, 

And the ones that I still hold on to.

I am who I am. 

I don’t know who I will be.

I am what I was taught; 

Rules that became ideologies.

Ideologies that became truth.

I am the early morning pujas, and the late night prayers. 

I am the dinners spent around the dining table with my loved ones.

And the ones spent alone while at work. 

I am colour and the crackers at weddings, at festivals.

But also the quiet & lonely bedrooms on gloomy afternoons. 

I am who I am. 

I don’t know who I will be.

I am everything I was taught.

Everything I learned. 

The sum of my choices,

my successes,

my mistakes,

my regrets. 

I am the world I was shown, the world I was stumbled upon.

 Since 1988 to now is what made me and my world around. 

I am who I am. 

But I don’t know who I will be.