Bi-culturally Speaking

Currently, I am truly a bi-cultural person, numerically speaking. I spent 18 years of my life in India and this year marks my 18th year in the United States. How much of this bi-cultural exposure is even in terms of internalized experience would need some careful thought. If a person is more influenced by their surroundings as a child or as a young adult, it is difficult to establish at all times. The best that can be assumed is how we get influenced in different ways during particular stages of life. A promising lesson is that I may not be anything like how I am today eighteen years from now. It will be at best a more refined version with a recollection of a younger self that was worried about things more intensely than required. Some things I consider laws of life will get questioned, moral dilemmas of new dimensions will get presented, and the scariest worry of it all is to be found in the same exact spot of poor decision-making which I thought only other people could make. It is possibly when most of life can make sense to people because once recognized on time, you respond to events with better cognizance because you know the full story. On a skeptical note, if a person knows how terrible things can get, they probably also learn it is not all that terrible eventually. This is possibly the mystery behind the evilness of near-life older adults.