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Echoes of Childhood, Dreams of Tomorrow

Life goes on, whether we’re ready for it or not. A few months ago, I found myself stuck in a loop, waiting for things to change, for something big to happen. But somewhere along the way, I realized that change isn’t always loud or dramatic. Sometimes, it’s in the quiet moments the ones we often overlook.

In the middle of all this, I found someone. For a brief moment, it felt like they were meant to be a part of my story. But just as quickly as they arrived, they were gone. At first, it felt like a loss. But then, I understood something important: you only truly lose someone who was yours. And if they weren’t, then maybe it was never really a loss, just a lesson.

So, I moved on. I started appreciating the routine small joys like morning coffee, the way sunlight filters through my window, the comfort of familiar sounds. These everyday things, the ones I used to take for granted, became reminders that life is happening right now.

Then, something unexpected happened. I found a new group that plays football every week, and it was everything I had been missing my entire life. Suddenly, it felt like I was back in my childhood again, where playing outdoor games brought pure, unfiltered joy. Now, it’s football that gets my heart racing, my body vibrating with heat, my head on an adrenaline high. Some weeks, it’s football; other times, it’s badminton which, by the way, I’m getting pretty good at.

It’s a strange but thrilling realization: I’ve finally reached that age where making instant plans and having the finances to back them up is just crazy. A few years ago, a spontaneous trip would have been a dream. Now? I’m going camping next week. And after that, I’m finally ticking off something 
I’ve always wanted to do attending Comic Con Pune on March 8, 2025.

It’s not just me who’s changing. My friends are more mature now, and so am I. Or at least, I think I am? The funny thing is, you can never really tell things about yourself with certainty. Internal dialogues don’t always reflect how you appear to others. But maybe that’s okay. Maybe self-awareness isn’t about having all the answers, but about being open to discovering them as you go.

Looking ahead, my focus is clear good workouts, healthy food, only meaningful friendships, and dedicating time to reading, studying, and embracing change. That’s the plan, and it’s something I genuinely look forward to. At the end of it all, at least I can say I’m happy. I’m hopeful. And most importantly, I’m truly enjoying what brings me joy.

And honestly? It feels good.



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