Forlone?

With the passing of time we (some of us)try to create a space for ourselves and try to put us into it.Time moves.with that inevitable phenomenon always accompanied with it,I,e “change”.Then we feel that we are misfit to that aura we created for ourselves..
Then began to ask who am i? what am I? why I am here?Or Is life simply a particle in time?Itz an inner necessity to address this question. In our somber or even in uninhibited moments we are haunted by the same question in different ways and shapes but sometimes we failed to realize that it is this inner question which thrives us.
If u ask me who are u
Wel I don’t know how to answer it..i don’t know much about maha vakyas or brahmavidhya concept rather than saying searching for swam(All my profilez used to strats with it)more than thousand momentz back some one asked me who are you? I answered
“I am an extension of my mother and beginning of my kid, an aura for his realization of self.and through him I will lose my “I”and wil be self”
Still adhere to that same old primitive answer…
Cant help I am an old-fashioned one…