When Surroundings define Who Am I?

We are so much defined by our surroundings than we think. The question ” Who am I ?” assumes, you take into consideration the environment you grew up. I am not taking about the people and their behavior. Of course they are a part of that too. But I am more concerned about the actual surroundings like trees, places, houses and buildings the aesthetics part. So much of our memories are associated with them. Those memories, like the kind of feelings we get when we think of something is directly proportional to these surroundings.

Let me tell you a story

There were 2 big tamarind trees in the backyard of my friends home in his village. He used to play under the shadows of the trees and on the trees when he was a kid.  Somehow his memories are associated with the green color of trees, the blue sky over it, animals near to the trees. All combined will produce some kind of aesthetic experience and added to the memories.

Unfortunately those trees were chopped down. Now that aesthetic experience will exist only in the memory of my friend. It is unique and no will experience the same surroundings the way he experienced it. The surroundings were as part of him as the people are. He cannot define who he is without them. With his death his aesthetic experience will be lost forever from history. The next generation will experience different aesthetic experiences with the same surroundings. The surroundings do change with time, so our memories associated with them.

Finally in defining Who I am, the surroundings are as inseparable as people and their behaviors. They play a role a shaping our emotions and feelings and in turn a memory of them.

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