Who Are You?
Some Questions To Ponder And Grapple With
Can anybody identify with their body? We look at our image in the mirror and then we put on make up, dress up our hair, wear jewelry, and wear attractive clothing and why do we do all of this? Is it because we are unable to stand how we look without them? And when we do those things, we feel that we look better, don’t we? Why are we not satisfied with how we look in the mirror without any kind of dressing? If we had our favorite movie star’s features or body structure, would that make us happier? So, if we cannot identify with our own bodies, in which we reside as ourselves, who are we? Have you thought about that? What about our minds? How many times have we rushed into all kinds of assumptions and acted based on that? How many judgments we make of ourselves as if we are so and so or such and such. We assume we can’t climb a mountain until we do. We assume we can’t run long distance until we train ourself enough to do so. We assume we cannot reduce our weight until we learn that we also can do so with discipline, patience and perseverance. So basically, we cannot rely even on our own minds. So, if we cannot identify with our bodies and cannot rely on our own minds to help us out in making our bodies more healthy, beautiful, or happy, for instance, then who really are we? Can we say to ourselves that it is because of our ignorance, we are unable to rely on our minds? So, if we are ignorant, how can we call ourselves adults and trust that we are sane enough to lead responsible lives without bringing harm to others? If we cannot even be kind and compassionate to our own bodies, how can we be kind and compassionate or empathetic to others? And if we are so hopelessly pathetic, then how can we assume that we are this and that or we know everything or we are great or awesome or powerful or charismatic and so on? Today if you have a job and a career, and assuming you achieved it by working really hard for it, did you take into account what privileges you also had that put you on the path to achieving it and then on the pedestal that you are currently in? And if you did think about it and understood that it was just pure luck or a blessing—whatever you want to call it—then do you realize that what is yours today can also be gone tomorrow, all things remaining the same? And if you do realize that you are really nothing in this universe, a nobody who has been granted the privilege of living the life that you live, being the good looking individual that you are, being the empathetic or intelligent or smart or charismatic person that you are today, would you just take it for granted and stuff more of that swollen head of yours with more ego? Or would you be grateful for the elevation that you have been granted and give away whatever you can to those less privileged than yourself in trembling fear that perhaps if you do that, God will continue to grant you the favors that you now possess and perhaps He will be pleased with you enough to grant you more favors? When you give to those less privileged than you, do you give to stuff more ego into that swollen brain of yours that you are generous or magnanimous or any of those things that makes you feel that you are above and they are below? Or do you give because you were first given and you recognize that gift you have been given and acknowledge that it isn’t really yours, neither the privilege nor the riches you have been endowed as a result of it? Think about this! Peace ✌🏽



This really made me pause and reflect. I love how you connect self-awareness, gratitude, and responsibility reminding us that identity, privilege, and kindness are all intertwined. It’s humbling and grounding, and I appreciate you putting this into words so clearly.✨
This essay invites us to stand naked before ourselves, stripped of adornment and illusion.
It shows how mirrors become battlegrounds, where we dress wounds with jewellery and clothes.
The body is questioned, the mind exposed both fragile, both unreliable as anchors of identity.
Assumptions crumble: we cannot until we try, we fail until discipline teaches us otherwise.
Ignorance is revealed not as shame but as the human condition, a reminder of our limits.
Privilege is unmasked as scaffolding, luck and blessing shaping the paths we mistake for merit.
The text insists that gratitude, not ego, is the true measure of what we have been given.
Generosity becomes hollow if it feeds pride; it becomes sacred when it honours the gift first received.
We are reminded that compassion begins with tenderness towards our own bodies and minds.
Ultimately, the question “Who are you?” is answered not with titles, but with humility and shared humanity.