Just seeing them sacrifice all their needs for our comfort and education made me very sensitive to their pride. I didnt want to do anything that would harm their pride and peace.
I lived like this for 26 years of my life. Then I went to a residential college for masters. Saw 18 year olds living their life. Realised that I lived my entire life living somebody's "idea of pride and peace".
Started doing things that I loved. Since they were proud of me at that point of time, nothing that I did affected their life. Soo understood that my parents feeling pride in me is not my responsibility, its their own. If i live my life and i am happy, they will be happy. They are happy..... except for the fact that they hate me for wanting to do intercaste love marriage and .. its a looong story...huff.