People watch has made me do one thing that I really hate doing: stereotyping. But then again, I had no choice, had i? Stereotyping is a bad bad thing, because I learnt on my own that many a times, what you see, isn’t what you will really get. Like the old saying,”Don’t judge a book by it’s cover”.

However, I do admit that they way we look or dress do reflect on the characteristics that we have and stuff. For example, you see a Muslim woman donning the tudung and you would naturally assume that she is rather religious, which is partly true because she has chosen to follow one of her religion’s obligation. But we do not know if she follows other obligations which are required of her religion. (Okay, like me!)

Then here comes the question: why are we the way we are? It’s almost like that argument everyone keeps on talking about: nature versus nurture. And I think that it doesn’t require an idiot to realise that it’s both. See, science has made it as such that we acknowledge the fact that there characteristics may be passed down from parent to child through genes (or DNA, whatever) so when the child is born, the child is already sort of “programmed” to react in a certain way due to this genetic factor. However, due to external upbringing and influences, some of these “packaged-in” characteristics may be altered so that he is what he is today. (Doesn’t this remind you of the interior component of a character in a film? Haha)

So sometimes I wonder if I am born with it, or if it is how I was brought up, and the things around me that influence me to be who I am. It’s all easy to blame both. And I think I don’t really know myself but then again, I think it takes a someone a lifetime to really know himself because he is ever changing. Thus, I shall conclude this thought with the title up there: that I am a Question Mark. I think we all are.