The Freedom Manifesto - Inferences by Rahul Rajvanshi

I'm 23 years old, and I just started learning music. In any sane world, this wouldn't be a confession. But I grew up in a world where pursuing art after age 12 is betrayal, where beauty is luxury, where your voice doesn't matter. I grew up on the internet, which meant I could see everything but have nothing. Until I realized the prison door was never locked. I just needed the courage to turn the handle. You probably remember the exact moment you realized your life was designed before you were born. I was 13, torrenting movies on a 512 kbps connection, when I first saw how other kids lived. Not rich kids in particular, the normal kids. They had their own rooms. They chose their subjects. They started bands, made films, built things that didn't work, and nobody's life collapsed. Troy Bolton could choose between basketball and theater. His dad was disappointed, sure, but disappointment didn't mean destruction. Nobody sold ancestral land for his college. In Perks of Being a Wallflower, Cha

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