The escapist kid I was, I used to like imagining what it would've been to have had an identical twin. Attribute it to Bollywood for fueling my already then fertile imagination.
Growing up, trying to get a grip of an answer to the quintessential existential question: Who am I?, I used to search for versions of me in the people I met, the friends I made... Further compounded by the fact that, as a teenager no one seemed more alien than family itself. I used to wonder whether I was swapped at birth. In retrospect, damn you Bollywood.
Now, less a hormonal teenager but more a non-conceding reluctant adult (I blurred the lines), my thoughts continue to run (sometimes sprint) amok. I now have this curious urge to meet another me - with the same wiring, mannerisms, thought patterns, idiosyncrasies, weirdness and of course, sarcasm...get the drift, right?
I've met a few mental twins, clones, co-pea from the pod, mirror images...
But I want to meet someone more than a trial version (i.e. continues to seem similar even after a year).
I want to meet an older version of me...or may be the male version of me...a distant land version of me...a drummer boy/girl or nerdy or filthy rich version of me.
When I've shared this ingenious idea of mine, I've met with mixed reactions. But for most part, not too many people are keen on it.