I was born to Afghan parents. Have never felt close to any country as much as I do to Afghanistan. I introduce myself as an Afghan wherever I go. Still when a friend asked, "Are you really Afghan?" I did not know the answer.
But I am happy that I can take this question, think about it and be open to possible different answers. "Trees that lack strong roots can never branch out to the neighbor's yard and bear fruit," is what a Professor at Harvard once said. I think that the process of reflecting on this question will help strengthen my roots and my ability to grow and spread. It will determine the meaning of my existence.
We need to think about who we are. Finding an answer is not important. Having the capacity to think about it is critical to a purposeful existence. We take our identity for granted. We remain unaware of it. We end up lacking strong roots, which cannot but bear weak branches, incapable of bearing fruit. As a result we get lost in the appearance of our existence, while in reality, we just cease to exist.
Who are you?
But I am happy that I can take this question, think about it and be open to possible different answers. "Trees that lack strong roots can never branch out to the neighbor's yard and bear fruit," is what a Professor at Harvard once said. I think that the process of reflecting on this question will help strengthen my roots and my ability to grow and spread. It will determine the meaning of my existence.
We need to think about who we are. Finding an answer is not important. Having the capacity to think about it is critical to a purposeful existence. We take our identity for granted. We remain unaware of it. We end up lacking strong roots, which cannot but bear weak branches, incapable of bearing fruit. As a result we get lost in the appearance of our existence, while in reality, we just cease to exist.
Who are you?