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Thursday, March 16, 2017

Alia Bhatt.
Every movie of hers that I see (let's leave out Student of the Year) moves something inside of me in a way that never fades away. It's amazing how someone can be so dedicated to their work. I've watched three of her four movies that are said to revolve around a very, very profound message.
It makes me think. There's so many things left to do with this world before it becomes perfect; there's so much that still needs work. There are so many things that one can think about and work on, that it puts me to shame when I think of the amount of time I spend over thinking paltry issues and planning frivolous events, the amount of time I waste imagining conversations that never have and never will happen.
There's so much to dream of, there's so much to change. There's so many in need, and there's so many who can give. Why does everyone "grow up" and "think practically" instead of rooting for the greater good, more and more as they grow? Why does growing up have to be equivalent to becoming selfish?
Why is it so hard to break through the norms of society and lend a hand; to pick up a shovel and start cleaning, even if your time here is enough only to clean up a little part in a little corner of the entire mess? Even if you were born in a cleaner part of the world? Why isn't being privileged enough of a reason to feel a responsibility?
What about those who do dream of great things, but are silenced by villains that never even seem to be like they are? Why do they advise to find the happiness in smaller things, to those that can see the bigger picture, and those that care enough to make a difference to it? Why do all mouths that talk, also eat; why don't they feed?
Each time a person looks at me and my intentions incredulously, it makes me wonder if I am wrong; if I will change, to "grow up" and "be practical". Nothing terrifies me more than that single thought.
I'm already twenty two; it's been five years since I started having such thoughts. There's so much to be done and I haven't done anything, and that eats me up. Time doesn't stop for any noble cause. Life is shortening every second, and things just aren't moving fast enough for me to keep up with it.

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