Aryan's Blog

You can turn on the audio for attached music for refreshing your mind before reading the blog   Introduction: Hey folks! It's a wonderful Sunday as I sit down to write this blog. Today, I want to take you on a journey through some unforgettable stories from my childhood. Some will make you laugh, some might leave you feeling emotional, and a few may even surprise you enough to make you look at the world a little differently. So, are you ready? Come with me as we travel back in time to the days when I was just a kid. Let's relive those moments together, witness the scenes through my eyes, and discover the memories that helped shape who I am today. The 1st Scene: The heartbreak: Up until I was around four years old, I lived with my grandpa, grandma, and my mom. My dad was posted in Assam because of his railway job, so he couldn't stay with us most of the time. Those were probably the most carefree days of my life. I was an incredibly naughty kid. I would run around the house,...

            Hey fellas, It’s been a long time, and after quite a while, here I am again with another blog — finally, after finishing my exams and everything that came with them. Honestly, 2025, as an 11th grader, has been a very real year for me. Not perfect, not magical, not easy — just real. And maybe that’s why it changed me so much. In the simplest words, I would say: I made it. I survived it. And somewhere in between the pressure, the exhaustion, the lessons, and the silence, I found a way to meet myself again. 11th Grade: The Year That Changed Me I never thought this year would give me another chance to become who I truly am. But somehow, through all the chaos, it did. I know many of you reading my blogs are probably in Grade 10 right now. And since so many people take the time to read what I write, I feel like I owe you something honest — not something sugar-coated, not something dramatic, just the truth. I’m not here to sound like a nerd or pretend ...

Introduction Hello friends, today let’s start with a line—not a famous one, but one of my own: “The more you throw positivity, the more you receive negativity.” It might sound strange, but it reflects something deep about human psychology. You see, people often say, “Just be yourself, speak your mind, be normal.” But what if being positive only invites more negativity? That’s what happened to me. And today, ladies and gentlemen, I want to take you through the journey of a person who kept spreading positive thoughts, who smiled through pain—not for his own sake, but to keep others happy, especially the ones who truly deserved it. Betrayed by the Best When I was a child, I learned not to hurt others. I genuinely cared, and I hoped the world would treat me the same way. But life had other plans. As I grew, I witnessed my elders hurting their own family, doing whatever they wanted, and calling it normal. I promised myself I wouldn’t become like them. I didn’t want to be a disappointment....

 Introduction Have you ever experienced the feeling of losing something—or someone—that truly mattered to you? Think about it for a moment. If you have, you’ll know it leaves a mark. Today, I want to share my own story about loss and the lessons it taught me. Since childhood, I often took my friends for granted. I believed they would always be there. But life has a way of challenging our assumptions. As I grew older, I learned—sometimes painfully—that this mindset doesn’t always hold true. So, ladies and gentlemen, join me as I take you through the story of a teenage boy who discovered one of life’s most important lessons. PHASE OF  Exuberant my father, a railway SSE, was posted in Siliguri, West Bengal . I was just a boy then—not particularly brave, not particularly clever. But I had a secret source of strength. Do you know what it was? It wasn’t faith in God or luck. It was my belief in my own mind—my brain was my weapon. And whenever I thought of my grandmother, I felt uns...

An Unexpected Strategy Introduction Hey everyone! Ever had that one school year that felt like the ultimate challenge? For me, that was 10th grade . If you’ve been through it, you know the pressure! I was a pretty good student—like a fisherman reeling in his catch—but even then, the thought of board exams was terrifying. We all heard the rumors: “10th grade defines your future!” With that in mind, exams felt less like tests and more like a staircase leading to a high-stakes future. The First Step: Facing the Fear It all started with the Half-Yearly exams . And guess what? The first exam was English —talk about bad luck! A brand-new pattern was introduced, and none of us had a clue about it. When I saw the paper, I felt like someone had stamped “Big Fail” on my forehead. No kidding! That was the moment we realized: Board exams weren’t going to be as easy as passing grades 8 and 9. From that day onward, reality hit us hard. We couldn’t just memorize answers anymore—we had to under...