The trauma of a self-searching soul

The question of explaining my identity has been the most intriguing question that has plagued me forever .I am always tongue-tied whenever someone asks me this very question.So, now I have prepared myself to shun all my inhibitions and have devoted myself to the task of confronting myself.But the discovery of oneself is not that easy ,developing a strategy for it is very necessary or all your convictions that were transpired to you after some real hard thinking will go into oblivion and you will be left with the same inhibitions.So anyway coming back to where I was :my first agenda was to do an extensive research of myself,for which I had to put myself in some unthinkable situations -read going to strange places unaccmpanied,travelling in buses during the 'office time' -in Kolkata I feel that if you managed to come out of the infamously famous rickety old buses then you can do anything.After the completion of the first leg of my research I found out that I am a strong person especially when it comes to pushing my way around and a very good traveller and at the same time very bad with directions .Also,I have this penchant for fumbling the moment I am about to cross a handsome guy.So,I decided to continue my research ,armed now with these results,my next objective was to know how intelligent I am. I took all the conventional routes to analyze my IQ level and I concluded I could not be more intelligent than an average 5th grader because I could not even answer some of the 5th grade geography questions asked by my cousins.So,dissapointed yet resolute ,I tried judging my emotional quotient and I passed out with flying colours!I shed almost a bucket of tears after watching 3 Idiots,almost shed the same amount after my break-up.So after a period full of exhaustion,despair and a little hope I proved that I am a human being and I certainly behave like one!What a relief!