Who am I?

Am I colour of my skin or the stroke of my hair? Am I the speed of my bike or maybe the car that I drive? Am I the label of my clothes or the trophy of my wife? Or am I the label my parents want me to become so that I can return their efforts and debt and on some grand occasion I will be  forced to thank them for making me become something I never wanted to me. And they will get to be the subject of a huge applause and hence get to fulfil all their unaccomplished aims. Then would I be the one who would blame and die unfulfilled or would I be someone who would who imposes themselves on their kids and tries to accomplish themselves as proud parents. Am I someone who needs approval of his individuality from the expressions of other people?Am I someone for whom it’s mandatory to go to parties and celebrations to get validation of my identity? Who am I?

If god gave me a chance to pick someone’s life and be whoever you want to. Whom would I pick? A real identity or why can’t I choose to be god himself. From what I have read god is someone who inspires you to live. If god gave us lots of wealth and money we would be luxuriously lazy and would stop ceasing to live. Who inspired me to live? Well I remember days when I got up from bed to be like a ViratKohli on the cricket field. He could be a god or maybe P V Sindhu because now my very younger sister wants to be a badminton player. Maybe Michael Jackson was god for the heroics he does on stage or Yehudi Menon for his power with the violin. Or maybe simply a Leonardo da Vinci whose strokes are the most immortal thing on the planet. Or best out of everything, I would want to be a Kapil Sharma or a Raju Srivastav because laughing is awesome and it’s more awesome to make someone else laugh.  Or simply a scientist who sole reason of getting out of bed is his curiosity. If not all this I can always choose to be a Kailash Satyarthi at some stage because I know what it would be like to be devoid of inspirations to live for yourself and if I am gifted with power I would choose to be a soldier or fighter pilot to fight against those who choose to snatch the inspired lives of my people. I think I know who I am now. I want to be born out of the inspiration of other peoples work. Not accomplishments but work. I want to work and then inspire someone else in the same way I did.