One thing I knew clearly was that I didn't want to get married too early, falling into the trap that once fooled my parents. I didn't yet know the goal of my life. I wanted a goal and wanted to pursue that goal.

I longed for freedom. I couldn't bear the strict rules my mother imposed. Even though I was nearly a grown-up, she still thought  that she had the right of knowing everything about me. If I didn't answer her questions in awe, she would even take away my key. For me, freedom was another word for khappiness at that time.