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At this point of my life, this question strikes me as really absurd. What should i answer, for i am still in the process of "Know Thyself"? A fabricated image of myself? Of what i was, what i am and what i may be? And what is "I" in the first place? Nothing but a bundle of perceptions, lacking coherence and integrity? If a child draws a diagram on a paper, you can expect the paper to tell you what it is intended to mean. I am paper on which my genes and environment have painted an image of "Awais" and i have no idea regarding "why?" i was made... Some comments by my acquaintances: ‘a sincere, complex soul of an intellect’ ‘the unclassified classifier, the prime unmoved mover’ ‘the absent minded professor’ [my mom calls me this] ‘you poor genius’ ‘you are a tota chasm phalsaphi’
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