Has my identity changed?

We are a viewer of the changing culture among the young people of India. We sometimes don't understand why someone adores and inculcates something which is not his and just oversees the intricacies of his own surrounding which could be more exciting and interesting, if he wants it to be so. Why young India is so attracted towards the cultural paradigm and considers it more attractive then the once so developed its own culture?


There lived in me, who bowed his head, with respect and without shame
I bowed today before a man just after knowing his name!

Those words I spoke with firm belief were not just some words
They had the power to move beyond and contain the legacy of swords

My parents were my heart and soul; their wish my testament
their desire to be fulfilled by me; made my life so vibrant.
Now I think my own well since my ambitions are infinite
although my feelings from my previous me just disunite!

The woman I loved had been with me since my previous life
She knew me as I knew her;she had been a true wife
where is she? as I find her, I see many souls
one life has many lives and each life has so many roles!

I introduce myself with the adapted me every time I change my face
though I know the previous one was not at all a disgrace
I search for the real me in the oceans of culture my psyche framed
and in the end I always wonder has my identity changed?