Freedom. The first thought that comes to my mind is of the different freedoms the Constitution has given us. Freedom of speech, freedom of expression, freedom to assemble peacefully without any arms- all this thanks to my History classes.
But what is freedom to me? To people like me? The thing is, I am supposed to be a person who is kept in the dark; a side not yet exposed to me. She is perfect in every way: a straight-A student, good at sports, good at extracurriculars; basically perfect in every way. But hey, I don’t want to be that person. This is what I want freedom from- the way people think I should be portrayed. Give me freedom from your remarks, your attitude. It’s okay, I’ll be imperfect, I am fine with it. I know you’ll not get what you want or who you want me to be, and I know that it might disappoint you. But at least I’ll be me and not some fake personality. This might look like a message to certain people (I know the first thing that came to your mind was my parents, don’t worry, they respect my thoughts) and this might be one, but I hope they understand that I am me, and no one else.
Writer: Mahira Pathania
Editor: Rhythm Pujara