Evolving identity...

I was born with no name. I was rather known as the son of my parents. Some weeks later I was given a name. Gradually, I came to be known as a citizen of a village. I got my name registered in the book. I was taught to eat a particular kind of food. I was taught to speak a particular kind of language. I was raised in a particular tradition that says some things are good and some things are bad. I was sent to school to learn what other people know and have known. I learnt that I am a human being.I have realised that my identity is both given and constructed. Some things are outside of my control, yet some things I choose to become. I evolve eventually. I do not remain static. My identity has gone through so much of change. My friends change. My food habit changes. My dress code changes. Ultimately they have an effect on my identity. I change as my environment changes.I have certain kind of skin colour. I speak certain language. But I also share with others in terms of feelings, in terms of worth. I am first a human being. I like to do certain things. I like to think in certain way. I like to go to certain places. I share with others in this respect. There is no one with whom I share everything. There is also no one with whom I have no common quality. I am I, yet "I am " also in all.