Poetry & Art

Identity

by Nav Sidhu • April 14, 2019

sometimes I feel split

like there are two of me

the one you wished I were, and maybe I wish too

the one I am, a mosaic of beliefs and words

learning to reconcile

wanting to please

never being fully me

afraid to be like you

the culture of my birth collides with the culture of now

and I cannot reason with either

balancing on a tight rope

falling every time

I fail to be me

I fail to be

I fail

all I am left with is “I”

and one day

that will be enough

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by Nav Sidhu

I am me. My history began in the depths of rural India, but my present is in the height of metropolitan Canada. I am a dichotomy of many things, but one thing is for sure: I am not one thing, and there is no restriction to who I am and who I am becoming. My name is NKS, Navjit Kaur Sidhu. I am proud of my citizenship as a Canadian female of colour, and I am also proud of my birth as a poor female child in India. These two worlds have shaped me, and I try to share my experiences with you here, in hopes my words can resonate with you.