The Importance Of A Life Without Roots

906 WordsNov 17, 20164 Pages
“Identity” is a remarkably paradoxical concept. It is our wonderfully contrasting and clashing ideals, beliefs, ethnicities and cultures that we find we are exactly alike; our sense of difference and diversity is simultaneously our point of mutual and vested interest. For my part, it is this diversity, or multiculturalism, that has played a prominent role in making me the person I am today. I was born in the USA, and for the entirety of my childhood and adolescence, I traversed between South-East Asia, the Middle East, South Asia and North America, rarely pausing long enough to call myself anything definitive. My ephemeral residency in places that were polar opposites of each other was not an obstacle in understanding myself or the world around me, but a privilege. I consider it a strength of my character. A life without roots grants a very interesting perspective on life; my upbringing was rather unique. Prior to moving to my latest “home,” Canada, I was largely raised in countries that shared a national religion – that of Islam. In spite of the diverging cultures across Pakistan, Bahrain and Brunei, the shared faith made it easier to co-exist. However, as I grew older and was asked where I was from, I found myself struggling to give a definitive answer. There was no singular home, culture or city that had left an indelible mark to that degree. Instead, I chose to call myself a global citizen with eastern values. When my family and I arrived in Canada, my parents decided
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