Who am I?
Sometimes I ponder
And even wonder
Who am I?
Pakistani, Chinese, Asian
Or a free citizen of global village
I’m Pakistani, being borne here
No m’ Chinese having parents origin there
Oh! I’m baffled
M’ Pakistani, but love China
M’ Chinese but love to live in Pakistan
No, no this isn’t my identity
He’s Asian, she’s Asian, and they all are.
Where am I among them?
Or being Asian what’s new?
I’ve the same eyes an Arab has
The same nose a European has
And the same brain an American has.
Oh God! I’m lost
My identity, my individuality….
Is found nowhere
I think I found
Yes, I found my identity
It’s some where very near to me
It lies in my thoughts
In my deeds
Oh yes! It’s my inner self, that’s me.
***I’ve never expressed my self in poetic context ever. and this is my first poem ever, which i wrote to present my idea on “National identities Session” organized by British Council Pakistan (My theme was Multiple identity). I wrote these words by placing myself in the shoe of my Chinese friend (born in Pakistan but has parents’ origin of China) whom i met in the “University Students’ Project”.