Abeer OS| Growing Up

Adulthood.

One word yet such a burden.

That one word can be affiliated with so much of our lives. If the average man were to stop and think, than perhaps we'd be able to realize the sheer complexity of the word.

By definition, it is a person whose attained full size and strength. In simpler terms, an individual who is burdened with the reality of life and its responsibilities, whatever they might be. For some, it could be the burden of providing for an household or for others, it's the day to day struggle to have food on the plate.

Everyone has a burden. Everyone has a struggle. So, why don't I?

For unfortunate reasons, I seem to fall outside the categorized norm. Why of course, I am, after all the Kuber Malhotra's only son, might I dare say born with a golden spoon.

Immediately, my name serves to act as a defense from the harshness of the world. I seem to possess the ability to deflect the heavy burdens associated with life.

But what others don't know is even that golden spoon falls short. Nothing is permanent in life as people foolishly choose to believe . We live in a transient world, where nothing stays the same for too long.

I have no burdens.

No struggle.

Simply because I wander.

No, not because I lack purpose in my life, but for the very same purpose of actually living life. You see life is not meant to be a series of monotonous motions.

You may deem me as irresponsible, foolish, immature, but really, who is the fool here?

To the world, I might be Kuber Malhotra's son, but I know. I could not have fit farther from that classification. By name and blood, I may be bound to him, but as a person, I am no one's but my own. And that neither him nor anyone else can take away from me.

So, who am I to ruin the misconceptions of others? I am not to blame for the disillusionment of others. It is their choice if they choose to live in a world of fantasy.

I, for one am quite content with the reality of adulthood.

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Thank you guys for reading! I've come back to writing after quite some time, so I'me still a bit rough around the edges. The OS is more along the lines of an abstract, if you can call it so, hopefully it's not confusing! Thank you bearing my mistakes and getting as far the end. 😆

Really, Kriti, this one's for ya. This OS wouldn't be up if it wasn't for you. You're the best. ❤️

Please do like and comment. I'd love to hear your thoughts.🤗

Res😛

It was really really nice and pleasant..

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Will take some time to unres, little busy right now . Am exited, I know its going to be great!

***Unres***

Zainab! you pleasantly surprised me, with this .

This OS might be short but it leaves a great impact, strikes the right chord of the readers.
I loved the flow of the words, brilliantly chosen and perfectly put.

This is brilliant, and you've no idea how much I liked these lines:

To the world, I might be Kuber Malhotra's son, but I know. I could not have fit farther from that classification. By name and blood, I may be bound to him, but as a person, I am no one's but my own. And that neither him nor anyone else can take away from me.


Thanks for the PM,do write more. Much love ❤️

It's phenomenal
Awesome 🤗

Originally posted by: madhufx9...

Res😛

Can I hug u for writing this ??🤗

U did a phenonmenal job !! You read Abeer ❤️

Very beautifully written Zainab .

It surely served ur purpose . I loved reading it .its a brilliant piece girl, you need to write more .

Keep writing baby .

Originally posted by: Autumn_Hue

It was really really nice and pleasant..

You showed the mature and thoughtful side of Abeer here who has an inkling that his life goes beyond being his father's son and he has an identity apart from that and I loved it really..

You write really good, simple words used but your thoughts conveyed really liked it..