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Tanusha Sanghvi

Abstract

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Tanusha Sanghvi

Abstract

One Question?

One Question?

2 mins
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One question, that covers up my mind and fills it with certain thoughts based on experiences, past, and tensions of the future. And leaves certain other questions in my mind. But all the things, all the experiments and all the thoughts end up leaving a question "What am I doing with my life", and after this other questions get added up which leaves an impression in my heart and let my thoughts dance in my head and leaves me at the condition where I first started with. The questions that entangle me in further questions, such as "who am I?" , "What's my identity?", "Do I have a good life?","What am I doing with my life?" and others get added up leading to a common question "What have I done so far, and where will my future lead?" After battling, after quarreling, after thinking and after making decisions with my mind, I burst it up to the full, and certain other thoughts take place of the previous ones and leave me in a situation that's equivalent to depression. And now all these have made home and a place in my head questioning me about my existence, and the question which itself has an answer hidden inside it. 


And that's how one question leads to furthermore questions, questioning why I'm thinking about the questions which have the same answer as it was yesterday, yet my mind never gives up the thought and leaves me with added questions each day.


I'm often asked where do I stand in society? 

I'm often asked why do I work when my father is capable

I'm often asked if I'm capable to stand equal to men

I'm often asked to stay behind doors

I'm often asked to make my pitch low because that's rude in society

I'm often asked about my dreams and end up making fun

I'm often asked about the things that disturb me emotionally, mentally and socially

I'm often asked to not to keep my true self in front of everyone


And that let me into several questions leading to one common question " When will I get to decide about my life and be myself?", but have to stay quiet, coz shhh! This society won't let you speak about yourself and your rights, even if you're living in a democratic country, and that further adds me to think about my survival and existence that further leads to added depression.


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