I was tired of living life by how others think I should be, from parents to society. They may also think that I am growing into a terrible person because I refused to be what they wanted me to be. I don't need their permission to do something which I know is good or beneficial. People often think I am not suitable for this or that, I used to believe them. Most of the time, they put me lower than themselves.


I also thought about what if my family or those I knew read my articles? Well, once I was told not to publish a book because it might harm me. In a way, limelight or fame brings more jealousy from others. But a Scholar once shared 'use a pen name'. 😊 It's night time, over at my country. Good night.