Who are you?

Why is it that just when everything seems to be going well, it all comes crashing down without warning? It's a question that often haunts us, leaving us with more questions than answers, only serving to amplify the uncertainty of life. How much of it is really just luck? It's astounding how quickly everything can change in the blink of an eye. We're told that when one door closes, another opens, but does life really operate on such a simplistic premise?

Life, with its unpredictable twists and turns, sometimes feels like it's steering itself, independent of our influence. Who am I in the grand scheme of things? I was born into a family with big dreams of unity and abundance. Growing up, I was accustomed to having more than enough, and my response was always to strive for excellence in everything I did. I craved independence, and writing became my sanctuary—a place where I could carve out my own identity.

Then, one fateful day, everything changed. A chance encounter led me to Beatrice, who recognized the potential in my writing. From there, it was a domino effect—Beatrice shared my work with Jack, who shared it with Celine, and so on, until it landed in the hands of Professor Pingot, who couldn't believe it was mine. Before I knew it, my work had caught the attention of Mr. Connor, a major publisher, and suddenly, my life took an unexpected turn.

"I wanted to tell you that the first edition is running out," Mr. Connor informed me excitedly. "And we're printing the second... and you're still topping the charts!"

But amidst the whirlwind of success, I found myself questioning my own identity. Who was I, really? My upbringing had been filled with joy, but it was marred by the gradual loss of loved ones—first my grandfather, then my grandmother, and even our cherished pets. Seeking a fresh start, I ventured into the city, where I stumbled upon opportunities in unexpected places.

Working at Mr. Yussuff's greengrocer shop seemed promising until circumstances took a turn for the worse. However, fate intervened once again, leading me to a chance encounter with a renowned hairdresser whose connections opened doors to the world of theater. As I juggled roles as both a delivery person and an aspiring actress, life felt like a rollercoaster ride of highs and lows.

In the midst of it all, I found myself face to face with a stranger—an unassuming recipient of one of my deliveries—who confessed to being a fan of my writing. It was a humbling moment, realizing the impact my words had on someone else's life. And as they shared their own dreams and aspirations with me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship.

But success, as I soon discovered, was fleeting. Just as quickly as it had come, inspiration abandoned me, leaving me grappling with self-doubt and uncertainty. Was it all just a stroke of luck? Did I ever truly possess any talent, or was it all a facade?

Yet amidst the turmoil, a beacon of hope emerged—the realization that my words had touched someone else's life in ways I never could have imagined. And as I stood on the precipice of uncertainty, I found solace in the knowledge that perhaps, in the grand tapestry of life, our true purpose lies in the connections we forge and the lives we touch along the way.

As the stranger departed, leaving behind an empty box and a heart full of gratitude, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty. For in the end, maybe luck isn't just a matter of chance, but rather, a reflection of the lives we choose to lead and the people we choose to become.