I live a lot of lines that I read, I hear and I see. I don’t regret them, most of the time. But there are times when the thought boomerangs though asking what exactly is ‘me’. It’s a tough nut to crack, not just for me, but for a whole range of people who find themselves in this murky muddle.
Though we all go by or would like to go by the notion that each of us are unique, there is a strain of commonness in all our cores that want to reach out beyond that confinement of uniqueness and be on the road of commonality. For what, I do not know yet? But I do know that, like hell, we try many a times unknowingly. And still boast to bolster our belief that it is otherwise.