where thoughts twirls and waltz
Usually , when a baby is born , people flock around and say ”oooh she looks exactly as her grandma” and another replies ”no, that face is a copy from her dad”. Later when that child reaches 3 or 4 years old , those comments change to ‘she talks like her mum at that age” and ”he looks exactly like his brother”. After that when kids go to school and start getting abit harder to manage , the comments change again to ”it must be his friends influencing him that way” or ”her boyfriend is telling her to do this”. Even when a person reach the age of 40 , comments fly everywhere in every gathering.
I used to find them extremely annoying. Usually , i smile tightly and reply ‘excuse me , i am me , i may look like my father but i am not him”. But then i started to see some truth in those opinions and comments. I noticed that i do my hair the exact way of mum’s sometimes , i speak like my friends and i think like my dad other times ( the horror !! )
Every human is influenced by something. As a child , it is usually a parent or a relative. But then as our life circle expand , our idol change constantly , from a singer to a public icon ( many go for opera as an icon for example ) or even to a character in a movie or a book.
Those people who has the power to change or influence you is mostly people really close to you or people who touch and relate to you inside. A small frequent influences that we are subjected to everyday. So small that we dont even notice them. How many times did you get opinions about fashion , music and life from the people you know that changed your personal taste ?!. Even media like TV and internet have a major influence nowadays.
Till a very near date , i was certain that i was not much influenced by any factor except myself. As i said i am myself only and i think my way. But i started to really notice the small things that happen in my life. Recently , i bought a new dress that i really liked , then when i showed it to my mum she was like ”that makes you look too tall , dont wear it much” , so i put it back in the closet and wore my jeans. See how can an opinion from one of those people change one’s whole decisions.
That got me to think , are we really a unique productions of just ourselves or we are an accumulation of different people in our lives ?. Personally , i never really found that answer. Maybe someday i will or maybe i wont. But yet my mind wonders aimlessly , are we who we think we are or are we tiny parts of our parents , friends , environment and even media rolled into one person ?!!