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Others dream, and they usually die under the bustle of daily life.
I’ll tell you where my die
Where I decide to tell my parents

Others live free when they let go of capitalism. They take the first step when they break free of the shackles of safe routine.
For me, it’s disobeying my parents.

Today, I say it here. The thing I have been trying to ignore. The thing that has been there, just I haven’t been brave enough to accept. I don’t trust her. I don’t trust my mother, not with my relationships, not with my dreams, not with my principles, hardly ever with my problems for everything she hears, everything I bare to her either is at some point in time used against me or is broadcasted. I respect her experience some of the times. She has experience, she do a lot for us. I just don’t think she would ever again be someone I confide in.

I don’t blame her for anything. I don’t. Just their name in acknowledgement would be because of my respect for the fact that they provided for me. Hardly ever could it be because they believed in me or trusted me or because they thought I can do something great. More often than not my mother stops me because she fears for me. Security reasons. My dad because ” You can’t do it.”

They are sceptical about everything. They want to PROTECT their daughter and in that process the just keep clipping her wings. She nurtures it and they box her. She looks up at sky and they add weight on her legs. There, I said it. I can’t get away as I have no way to earn (Incredible India). I can’t do as I want alone as I am a girl ( you have still maintained a good rate of r*** India.). If I think, ever that they would support me i would mostly be wrong.

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