akhri daao

...today he looks i at himself nto a worn out faded mirror   and couldn't recognize himself,  who was this  , everyone should  think deeply about  themselves who is he, he  was certain nobody can ever  really know himself perfectly or say  clearly who was he exactly,  when you are born  a name is given you,  a birth certificate is handed,  a social security card number is given with added details of about your family members  namely your father's name,  mother's name  and siblings names and address  but does that really describe  you 

Not at all,  when you get to know the outside world  exposed to new life experiences then you ask yourself who are you,  it was one of those  distinct moments of realization  that he stood before an old  dirty  mirror in a washroom of a gas station  asking himself looking at his reflection who was he 

The reflection in the dirty mirror belongs only to him and he alone is the owner of the reflected image  but  that reflection is unable to respond because it doesn't  recognize  him, he too finds it impossible to recognize the reflection  but because there is nobody else present in the washroom besides him it must be his own reflection  though his eyes and brain  refuse to  give their consent  simply because there wasn't anything familiar in it that he could say was him