Growing up.
Growing up. A few days ago, I was going through my notes and noticed that I have many incomplete writings. I remember writing something and being carried away without finishing it. I didn't know the reason until a few days back. I realised I was not at peace with myself. I was not happy with myself. And then I perceived the reason for me not being able to make peace with myself. I have lost myself because I couldn't raise my voice against something that has been happening around me for a long time. As a kid, I was allowed to go anywhere at any time but with someone accompanying me. I never understood why. As I was growing, I was told that school is the safest place to learn. I did learn many things but I cannot say it was safe. They say that we learn from people. But I deny it. I say we learn from incidents. I saw people bullying people, people calling out names to each other. They might have been fun to some, but not so fun to some others. I have been told that school is a ...
