background, beliefs, values, and/or the important people in your life.

In my hometown, every family has an obligation to bring up their child according to their faith. My family is no different, the culture abiding and tradition flourishing, I grew up valuing customs and heritage, having strong morals and integrity along with living a disciplined life. However, I grew up in a broken family; having to see people give up their dreams - there was an obsolete sense of constriction in it. The beliefs rooted in their cores could never be digested by me. I was the divergent wind in a populace where the mercury took rapid hits. Inclined to break the system, elude the box of an orthodox and unyielding groundwork. I always strove to build, convene and achieve my ambitions with utmost dedication. My mother always said, “There is nothing in this world truly yours, but knowledge”. And that yearning explained in the plainest of human words became curiosity. So much left to be discovered, told and explored. My mother was the most inspiring and influential person in my life. She indulged me in every opportunity, exposure and experience. She was the one to recognise every venture my wind ever embarked on. I am my mother’s daughter forever.