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.