Sukriti Taneja As a child, I often romanticised the idea of being ‘independent’. Perhaps clouded by my childlike innocence and limitless ambition, the hidden battles of this righteous path to adulting were just as unclear as the roads on a January morning in Delhi. Making the bold decision to pursue dreams, careers, and passions away from the warmth of parental love can feel selfish, as though we are trading moments of togetherness for personal ambition. For many daughters, myself included, avoiding frequent phone calls from concerned parents becomes somewhat a coping mechanism. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I...
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