Identity Crisis

Who am I, what is my identity?
I always think...in stress or in serenity.

When I was born, I was called Mr. Shirodkars' son...
and there was no confusion...as I was the only one.

As time went by, there was a change...
and everyone started calling me by my name.

Growing up, I was the "SHORT" one...
and sometimes became an object of fun.

Amongst gujjus and marwaris, I was a "GHATI"...
and another one came by,...giving me the seniority.

I was the "SCIENCE" guy, when it came to college..
coz everyone around me, had more of a commerical knowledge.

college went by, and I was an "ENGINEER"...
and thats what they called me, friends from far and near.

coming to the US, I became a "DESI" smart...
thousands of miles away, but still an indian at heart.

time went by in Buffalo, and I was nicknamed "FLIRT"...
and I was linked going around with every other skirt.

Masters of Science, but "UNDERACHEIVED" I felt...
coz with a degree in hand, I didnt have a job under my belt.

had the potential, just didnt deliver...
but I am not going to be a "LOSER" forever..

with so much going around, puts me in a crisis of identity...
from the ashes I will rise..no longer will I be a "NON-ENTITY"

-Sumedh