Meera looked around the crowded lounge. There were people from different parts of the country in that space. She was an anonymous being here. She felt safe from prying eyes.
Prying eyes were what she had experienced in the small town she hailed from. Everyone knew what was happening in the lives of all their neighbours. There was no privacy. She had not thought so while in school. She was busy with studies and friends. Life revolved around school and home.
Slowly her way of looking at the world changed. She was not sure when that had started happening. What she had earlier thought of as concern for each other’s well being now appeared to be interference. Most people expressed their opinions even if they were not asked to do so. People wanted to control others, and everyone seemed to worry about what others would think. She was unable to understand who those others were. They were formless and nameless but appeared to have power. She wanted to escape.
Fortunately, she got admission in the college where she wanted to continue her studies. She was now on her way to that city to start a new life with new friends.
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