More often than not, we end up binding our own selves; sometimes it is in the garb of "values", at times it is decked up as " norms". But, what it usually is our own fear. A fear of discovering who we are, what we like, what we can do.
To be brought up, visualising how you would be when you "grow older:, or what is expected out of you un-intentionally( at times intentionally), is a staple for most of us. It is not for the lack of love. It just so is.
But, at times discovering yourself is like growing a second tow nail. it takes a while for it to come to the forefront and while it's there just underneath your usual, it hurts, its painful. And finally, it replaces the old.
I'm glad to be proven wrong, and have truly lived the past 25 years. Infact I think I have lived more in the last 4 years, then in the twenty before them.
Thank you God, for letting me know myself. I truly have learnt that it is best to Never say Never.
