When I first opened my eyes to this world, my parents endowed me with the legacy that they could give me; my name, my caste and my religion. This world gifted me with its inventions, discoveries and law. My country bestowed upon me residency and nationality. My teachers graced upon me the gift of academic education until I completed university. From my friends, I received memories to be cherished for a lifetime. From my enemies, I tolerated lessons that were accompanied by the only things that lessons are capable of bringing: learning and growth. But at the end of the day, all of these combined have allowed me to mould my identity.