Identity.

Inertia of Idleness is holding me. Getting more and more tight, every time i loosened that. Schadenfreude or Freudenscade , I am not sure which one i am following , but i keep on changing my mind.

What is my identity? How many time you keep on asking the same question? Well! i am sure I have an answer. Like the one who search for himself all the world, i keep on asking where can i find one. Identity mixed with emotion can have a mixed effect but i will try to cope up with that.

Recently read one book "Identity and violence". It deals with how identity and violence are related and more often turns into more chaotic. Identify oneself is of prime importance. How you see the nuances in your identity is more often a conundrum. But finally we comes out with a solution. Sometime accept it with mere ignorance and never question it again.

I can see my image in the mirror.Formed by many broken images, i know it can but somehow united and smiled. Image came out and swallowed my body , as i watch the same in the mirror.Can i identify my self or my image?.

Can it be for happiness?. Wondering in the desert to find an answer. The sun is too hot and mirages appear all in front , cant recognize where to go ....................