I found out about BTS in 2019. I had two friends who were always talking about them, and watching their videos. Whenever I used to hang out with them, they used to talk about their dance and albums. One final day, I listened to them, and soon became a stan.
I can say with certitude that all the previous episodes of my life’s drama may have been a benediction in disguise. Thereupon, I decided that I needed a companion. A companion in whom I would confide, one who can understand me properly, one who will not reconnoiter my background with prejudice or disdain, and above all, who will be there for me throughout.
USE LESS, and USE only WHEN NEEDED. I could not stress more on the words I said just now. Honestly. Successful people use very little social media. I once saw an interview with Selena Gomez, where she said that she does not even have Instagram on her phone, and whenever she needs to post something, she will ask someone near her for their phone, and log in and post it. Personally, I feel this is what we should strive to achieve. Although I am very much of a supporter, I am myself trapped to quite an extent in this web of algorithms, but I definitely am trying to get out of this mess.
Human lives don’t end when they die. Their legacies continue through their successors who come in many forms. But a life like mine was over the moment I was very tactfully transformed from a human being to a product. A product that has an expiration date, a price tag and a bar code and of course a usage, but hardly a life of its own. I was drugged, kidnapped, shipped, sold and finally bought. And that is where my life ends. To be lied is painful, to be sold is inhumane but to be bought? I cannot describe that....
The excruciatingly loud screech of “Yes, finally!” from my sister made me realize the grave blunder I had committed—I unwittingly added an extra cup of water while cooking Maggi.