Mumbai, where every Indian dreams to live and dares to achieve something or the other, loves to stay here even in a space like dormitory and yet dreams of creating a mansion here! Yes I was born here, yes I was raised here in the best facilities and an environment full og safety, yet I felt suffocating, felt toxic because of an over conservative family who never left me alone to enjoy myself or let me just be me! I felt jealous seeing my outstation friends, do things I could never dream of, like working part time, being independent, taking care of my expenses on my own as I grew 18 and hence to get rid of this over caring environment which became toxic day by day I stubbornly applied for a sales job when I turned 19 and just went for it! Because I didn't wanted to ask for minimal things from my parents to which their answer was "We don't have that much of money to pay for this.." and that was the ultimate end of any discussion! So much so that they started dominating and interfering in my personal life as well.. Started deciding what should I wear and what not, where should I go, when should I come what are my time limits, I can understand it was care but too much of attachment is harmful for me as well as for them, is what I realised back then! Later as I started working, I started breaking my limits step by step! I loved my independent but small world of dreams❤️💟💕 fell in love, fell out of love, fell for wrong people, begged, pleaded wrong people to stay in my life, lost hope, found hope AGAIN instilled God and became a devotee, started following up with worshipping and spirituality! Working tirelessly, to earn money, I realized that I wanted to study further so hence I started working and studying for company secretary again.. but to my shock or disappointment, my sister started getting tensed for house handling alone, since my dad started taking her advantage and stopped working.. Never thought that parents could become so bitter, so cruel ever to their own children and hence I stopped studying after giving 4 failed attempts and again went back to working on a full time job to earn money and fulfill my sister's dreams.. To give her some relief from the tension and stress, I also tried my hand at business but failed there too.. yet she was the one and of course our mom these two angels never left me alone in my journey of struggle.. 💖💖💖 I am grateful for all my new experiences, struggles and successes because they've always taught me to become better and better, each day in every way!💟💟 I learnt to love my life, and will continue to learn always as it's a neverending process, what about you? Do revert here with your positive thoughts as we all sip into our coffee while reading and feeling each other's thoughts.. Feel free to express your story as well! Thank you so much for reading till here if you did..❤️🥰❤️

Yours Truly,

Deepika..
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