YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD AND I HAVE KILLED THEM!
Long ago in the 19th century, on the streets of Germany, came a guy name Friedrich Nietzsche, the famous Philosopher, shouting and announcing, "God is dead and I have killed him!", the reason he did this is the German nation was corrupted by overly religious youth who were too much having faith on God and destiny decided by God. So, the French army marched on the German roads and won over the whole country while no youth of the country batted an eye.
This act of Nietzsche was as a response to this emasculated youth who refused to fight for their future and the future of their nation. Our country suffers from this as well. Except that our country is in garbs of stupid over-caring parents who do not care about the confidence and development of their child, rather just a secure career and that too, not to leave them because, they train him as an old age insurance scheme. Every child becomes an insurance scheme of their parents instead of unleashing the greatness that he could have unleashed. Protective parents give rise to stupid, insecure and coward wards.
Hence, if I were to do the same deed as Friedrich today, I would have gone on the streets shouting, "My parents are dead, and I have killed them!", encouraging the youth of this country to kill their parents and move on, do something that makes them independent. The act is a metaphoric act. Not to actually kill but to revolt, revolt for your freedom. I refuge to be your buddhape ki lakdi. I refuge to be a fucking pension scheme. and any attempt to undermine my freedom in the garb of care will be met with harsh refusal.
I want the youth of this country to be self-sufficient secure human beings, not petty mama's boys and daddy's fucking daughter. You motherfucking idiots, what you could have been only if you would have stepped out of your comfort zones and fucking go out in the world and work. YOU IDIOT, EMASCULATED MOTHERFUCKER.
Wake up! O! youth of my country, become secured courageous adults. Fight for what is right. And that fight begins from home. Fight the shackles of your loved ones. I do not say leave them but do let them know about your separate individual existence and how their decisions cannot decide his life. Let them know that they have given birth to a marvel, not an umbilical cord still attached breast sucking baby.
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