Who am I

Who am I? This question is there in my mind all the time. Unconsciously it goads me to come up with an answer but I find myself at a complete loss each time. At a superficial level this question would evoke responses based on societal categorization such as cast, creed, sex, financial status, education, designation etc. and in most cases we end up judging a person on these parameters as well. Bu then again is our real identity just limited to some tag just like a brand or a price tag you attach to a piece of cloth at a market.

Is that all our identity is limited to? Is human nature so shallow and incapable of any kind of depth? Is this all that matters in the prism of our minds and hearts?

I wonder and I wonder quite often who and what exactly makes me?

I often think and ponder that are we capable of thinking on a sublime level or have we become such experts in masking our true selves, that we have completely given up on our real identity.

I just have questions and more questions and no answers right now. Maybe I should just sleep over it and then I can come up with some answers tomorrow morning...