When life goes happily in uniformity when you love someone and you don't have arguments, fights... but you confront only the love and gifs which are actually heart warming and you wonder how is it possible to love someone without fight or love without arguments, how is it possible Yaar? Is it just the freedom that you have got after year long restrictions since childhood or actually the love. Well born in restricted family where I have been privileged with freedom of doing study. Although with exception of not allowing me with the exposure of too many friends and two many people. I complain many times that I also wanted to see this world with my own eyes, I want to fly this world with my own feathers, I want to simplify my life with my simplicity but I have not been privileged in this context and because of that the frustration occurs questioning the God what kind of life I am living... I am not allowed to go outside, I am not allowed to chill with my friends out ,altough dilemma for me I don't have too many friends to get chilled out... I am not allowed to watch movies and hanging out with friends I am not allowed for various things that people of my age are allowed to do so... On 28 September 2020, I came to Chandigarh in ray of hope of getting enough tablespoons of salty freedom in curry of anxiety and lack of confidence. I very well know that my body, my thoughts had coalesced into both Ram and Ravana. But it is entirely on me, whom I want see victorious. Today these both are well mixed with each other that one can’t comprehend whether their act is driven by ‘values’ or ‘desires’. With some wrong decisions and experiencing right from right as well as wrong people...I hlcame to know about the real Osho and her capabilities. Today people are afraid to see themselves single and thus end in wrong decisions to show their life, lust and tag of in relationship with pomp and show, but when this tadak bhadak ends they end up abysmally. I had gone through my single hood anxiety, sexual arousals, self doubting and confidence less journey of doubting my beauty and validating the ugliness of so called tadak bhadak...once a person with whom I was in horrific company,had called my dark circles- दाग. My confidence less journey got validation and confirmation that yes, I have daags on my face.
