Have you ever sat down to think deeply about yourself, not just the good parts, but the annoying, selfish, funny, strange, and confusing parts too? Now imagine the whole world filled with people exactly like you. Same thoughts, same reactions, same behaviour. Would you really love that kind of world?
Honestly, when I first saw this question, I smiled because it sounds playful. But the more I thought about it, the more serious it became. A world filled with me? Hmm. Let me be truthful, I don't think I’d want that. Not because I don’t like myself, but because I know I have flaws, many of them.
Yes, I try my best to be kind, to help others when I can, to think before I speak. But I also know there are times when I get angry easily, I judge people too quick, or I procrastinate things I should have done earlier. Now imagine a world where everybody behaves like that, every single one of them delaying important stuff, getting angry fast, always thinking they’re right. It would be exhausting!
Let me break it down with one simple example. Sometimes when I'm tired, and I see a small piece of paper or nylon on the ground, I just walk past it. I’ll say to myself, "They will sweep it later." Now imagine a world where everyone walks past litter thinking the same thing. Who will now pick it up? The whole place would be dirty and unhealthy. That's just a small habit, but multiply that attitude by millions of people, and it becomes a real problem.
So, would I like a world filled with me? Not fully. I’d love a world where some people are like me in the good areas, like when I help people out even when I don’t feel like it, or when I genuinely care about someone’s feelings. Those are the parts of me I’m proud of. But I also need people who are different from me. People who are more patient. People who are more disciplined. People who take the lead when I’m scared. People who correct me when I’m wrong.
I’ve come to realise that what makes this world beautiful is how different we all are. We balance each other out. If everyone thought the same way, acted the same way, loved and hated the same things, it would be boring. Even worse, it would be dangerous, because who would stop the wrong things when they happen?
This question made me reflect deeply. Instead of wishing for a world filled with me, I think I should try becoming the kind of person I’d love to see more of in the world. Not perfect, but intentional. If more people work on being better, kinder, more patient, more forgiving, then the world doesn’t have to be filled with just one kind of person. It just needs to be filled with better versions of us.
So no, I wouldn’t want a world filled with me. But I do want to become someone that would make this world a better place if there were more of me in it. That means working on my weak areas and keeping the good ones strong. Because at the end of the day, it's not just about what kind of world you want, it's also about what kind of person you’re becoming in the world.
Thanks for reading my thoughts. I hope it made you pause and think about yourself too.
