So nicely written Utsav. I had to read it more than once. The centring also comes from a sense of retrospection and we are so lost that we forget to think who we are. I recall a quote “we live with a stranger all our lives & never ask who am I”. Our work identity becomes our identity. Or being a dad/husband/divorcee is an identity. But is it?
Reminds me of the time George Mallory being asked why he wanted to climb the Everest and his reply..."Because it's there". Nicely written Utsav
So nicely written Utsav. I had to read it more than once. The centring also comes from a sense of retrospection and we are so lost that we forget to think who we are. I recall a quote “we live with a stranger all our lives & never ask who am I”. Our work identity becomes our identity. Or being a dad/husband/divorcee is an identity. But is it?
Such a nice expansion of the idea into words. Good luck Utsav, you don’t need it. Still.