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WHY.....?????


When we are kids our parents used to teach us every moral thing that a kid should know and directly indirectly force us to follow those morals. I was taught that : 

1) Always speak truth (i am sure you all must have heard these words)..
2) Believe in yourself never ever depend on other, work hard and one day you will get what you want..
3) The famous Bhagwat Gita's line "Karm kiye jao phal ki chinta mat karo.."..
4) No one is big and small no one is rich and poor, we all are kids of the Almighty, we should respect everyone..

Today I am 20 and now my parents want me to follow a completely different path which they had shown me. Today they want me :

  • Not to speak complete truth in front of everyone because it can spoil my image.
  • "kaam pade to gadhe ko bhi baap banana padta hai" why should i?
  • Everytime I have to keep listening "campus selection hona chahiya, achhi job lagna chahiye.." now I am trying my best why they are making me to worry about the results.
  • Last one was a complete fake. They taught us we all are equal and when even it comes to their colleagues they call them with their caste rather then calling them with their names, even after they are sitting on the same level in office.
What the hell yaar..??? Why everything out here is so complicated? We youngsters are already very confused and mingled with life."Chhoti si jaan kya kya sambhale studies?? job?? love?? partner?? patchup?? breakups?? family?? society?? expectations??"

I am tired of all this, now there is only one solution for me "JUST DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY"- a simple fanda of life...

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  1. It is really a good effort. Just tumbled upon your profile on twitter. Found all your blogs interesting but this one the most. At 20 if you have a thought process like such, I can bet, you are way ahead of times. Great going and keep up the good work. @lordyurie

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  2. Pretty much.. Do what you like or want to do.. Okay.. Keep smiling..

    Someone is Special

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