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                   "Don't be nervous and mess things up. The examiners are not as bad as you think but most of all, do NOT be nervous and screw your chances.I will be there for all of you. Best of luck and do well", the words spoken to by our Principal to a hall full of students, dressed in uniform and a lab coat. My eyes opened and I see a blurry, orangish visage of my bedroom.It takes a while to adjust my eyes as my eyelids refuse to stay open. I roll over lazily and grope around for my phone. The brightness is too much for my tired eyes but as I squint to see the time, the numbers tell me that it is well over 6 in the morning. Left with no other option, I get up and offer my morning prayers.Although the morning felt peaceful and calm, I was far from calm. Something heavy inside me makes me aware that I am stressed to the core. My internals start from today at around 3 in the afternoon yet here I am,lying wide awake in my bed. My stoma...

                                                                    A straight-forward explanation of an experience that has taught and scarred many of the youth. It is the period of life where your sights are always clouded by letters,numbers and ambitions. ............. Chaos can pursue you anywhere. You may be crying today but will probably be enjoying tomorrow. Reeling from grief takes time, getting used to pressure takes time so to handle ourselves we take solace in certain things. The pandemic has had a colossal impact on my outlook to life and has taught me to think more about everything. My college routine like every other college is strenuous and demanding to the point that I literally nearly tanned myself by standing in the sun because I hadn’t experienced it in a long time. I was made to take extra classes ...

            ...... When I woke up, the morning sunlight had dimly illuminated the room, casting an orange hue over the place. I realized that the blanket was clinging to my leg, uncomfortably hot even though the fan above was pretty much doing a good job of cooling the place. I kicked the covers and extra pillows away before collapsing into a dreamless, sweaty sleep again. .... It was past 9 when I finally woke up. I felt unwell, with no appetite or energy. I barely ate what little breakfast I was given and despite having no temperature, I had fully accepted defeat: No college today folks! It was all fun and games when afternoon arrived with the most devastatingly-high fever of a 39.7 °C. Before checking my temperature, my mother was convinced that it was just a normal fever and would abate by tomorrow maybe. But when she caught sight of me tangled in a mess of my blanket , jacket and pillow with the most defeated-looking , sickly face ever , s...

A Tug of War between  Fate and me An event , so idiotically simple yet unbelievably fascinating to the author who had never experienced a dramatic fever  ----------------------      The Beginning Of the End   --------------------------                                                                                  Chapter   1  As a very introverted individual, my insides clam up at the thought of interacting with new people. Although I have made mild progress in that field, I still shudder at the thought of that. My parents shake their heads sternly at my anti-social behaviour as they believe that interaction is a skill that should be achieved regardless of however scared you are of the outside world. They are very much right because intera...

I haven't actually written about what this blog would be specifically about but the general theme is that I will keep posting light-hearted content.  As a private and an introverted individual, I shudder to think about sharing details of my life. But it would be utter nonsense if I don't share experiences that may help others.  My general aim, being a college student, is that I want to make students happy to learn. It sounds downright cringe but imparting useful things to others seems pretty darn appealing to me. Basically , I want to be an educator. I am a geek , and possibly 'unfeminine' because I don't invest myself in cosmetics. Not that I hate cosmetics but I only seem to think of them as a necessity instead of a potential need to keep my skin flawless and glossy. My interests circle around books , anime , paintings and...literally anything, but these three take the cake.  I want to make my hobby into something that would benefit others in the best way possible...