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My Meaning of Independence

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Image Credit: Pinterest The other day I asked myself, what does 'be independent' mean to me? Is it the freedom to stay out late, partying till the sun comes up? Is it my ability to choose the clothes I wear and reveal a little skin? Or is it the freedom to be entirely consumed in a relationship, Disrespect the very person who b rought me into this world? Does it mean that when I turned major in age, I became my own boss, free to do as I pleased, while living under my mother's roof? Or does it simply mean that I can trample over the feelings of others as I carve a path for my future? For me, this kind of independence holds no value. I have always been encouraged to make my own decisions, Face the consequences of wrong ones with courage. From a young age, the responsibility of owning up to faults and learning to have a strong conscience, From a young age, special significance placed on having the strength to voice my thoughts and opinions. But wh...

Captivity in Freedom

     15 August 2020, Indian Independence Day, marks five months since academics have been suspended. Brakes applied after sixteen years of driving the school/higher secondary/college caravan. Education vehicle stalled, but life’s vehicle spluttered and moved on. Priorities reshuffled; survival takes top notch.       The lockdown started with a bang for us as we had not stocked up on essentials. When it was abruptly announced, my mum decided to throw my brother and me into the maddening shopping crowd. “Get supplies or COVID” , she said! So, there we were at 8pm, at our local grocery store, squashed like a tin of sardines in brine, you can understand why I am saying brine! Even nearing 10pm, we hadn’t managed to lay our hands on anything, but the sudden arrival of a police jeep with flashing lights and sirens blaring, sent us scurrying for cover. Someone had called the cops!  Subsequent to that incident, I’m proud to say that although being the you...