30 Days Raw

  30 Days. 30 Blogs. No Excuses. Hey there, This one’s not gonna be a life lesson, an epic plot twist, or some deep philosophical breakdown. It’s just… a conversation. A little heart-to-heart. Exactly 30 days ago, I started something—something small, something random, something impulsive. A personal challenge: write and post a blog every single day for 30 days straight. And I did it. No skips. No excuses. No matter what kind of day it was, the blog went up. Some days, I wrote way in advance and felt like an overachiever. Other days, I was racing the clock—literally posting 3 minutes before midnight, praying my Wi-Fi wouldn’t betray me. There were blogs I was proud of, blogs that felt too raw, too rushed, too honest. But not once did I default. What This Challenge Gave Me (Besides Sleepless Nights) Let me be honest—I’ve never been this consistent in anything. Not even in JEE prep (which, trust me, I wish I was). But this blog taught me something important: showing up...

If Motivation Was a Drug, I’d Be High Every Day You know that rush? That intense 3-minute window when you suddenly feel like you'll conquer the entire world ? Yeah, I live for that. That’s the moment I open my books like a hero in a sports anime. Cue dramatic music. Let’s go, let’s destroy this syllabus. But guess what actually happens? I somehow end up scrolling. And scrolling. And scrolling. Then I look at the clock — it’s 47 minutes later, my brain is cooked, and now I need 30 more minutes to “cool down.” Nice. Welcome to the doom scrolling loop , population: me. Doom Scroll. Regret. Repeat. It’s honestly wild. I know I have things to do. So. Many. Things. But the moment there’s a pause, I don’t sit with my thoughts or breathe or reset. Nope. I pick up my phone and start feeding the addiction. One reel. Then another. Then “just one more.” And suddenly I’ve watched the same template edit 19 times. And still… I scroll. Then later I wonder, “How is my screen time 8 hours a d...

  My MUN Experience: From Breakdown to Honourable Mention 🏆 Let’s talk about something that isn’t JEE for a second. Yes, I’m a so-called JEE aspirant, but there’s one thing that still gives me an adrenaline rush like no mock test ever did: Model United Nations . (MUNs, baby. The closest we get to playing politics without getting cancelled.) Why I Love MUNs If you know, you know. MUNs are more than just fake diplomacy and formal suits. They’re chaos, fire debates, spontaneous speeches, and last-minute crisis updates. And the best part? They help you grow in every way possible: Public speaking 📢 Negotiation skills 🤝 Geopolitical knowledge 🌍 Networking 🤜🤛 And confidence? 10x boost. I’ve only done two so far (thanks to JEE handcuffing my weekends), but each one’s been mad impactful . So here’s the story of one MUN that started with a crash and ended with a crown. Day 1 – The Fall 💥 This was at a MUN hosted by my old school. They’re known for hos...

  📱 Scrolling Is the New Smoking And I’m the chain smoker Ever noticed how your thumb just magically ends up on Instagram, YouTube Shorts, or reels… even when you didn’t plan to? Yeah, me too. Every. Single. Day. Let’s be real for a second — I don’t smoke. Never even tried it. But if doom scrolling was a cigarette, bro… I’d be lighting up every 5 minutes. That screen glow? It’s my lighter. That endless feed? My pack of smokes. Scrolling is the new smoking , and we’re all addicted — whether we admit it or not. 🚬 The Modern-Day Cigarette = Your Phone Old days: People smoked when bored, stressed, waiting for someone, or just out of habit. Today? We scroll for all the same reasons. Bored? Open Insta. Stressed? Scroll reels. Waiting for someone? YouTube Shorts. Just chilling? Reels time. -  part 2 It’s the same pattern. It gives temporary relief. But here's the catch — just like smoking, you don’t even realize how much it's messing with you until it’...

  The Dictator's Switch Let’s dive into this story where a simple walk turned into a dark spiral of power, loss, and realization. 🎮 A Button That Promised Peace? It was just another random day. I was walking down a narrow street near my coaching when I stumbled upon a new game shop. Never seen it before. The vibes were kinda off, but curiosity got the best of me. Wandering inside, I scanned the shelves until something weird caught my eye — a small box with just one red button and a label that said: “A Clicky Button That Can Disappear Sadness and Annoyingness from Your Life” I laughed. Probably one of those stress-buster clickers, I thought. Bought it for fun and headed back home, not realizing what I had just brought with me. 📝 The Warning I Almost Ignored Back home, I tore open the box. Just the button and a piece of paper. I usually toss such papers away but… something felt off . Like I was being forced to read it. In bold letters, it said: “Want to disappear...

  Why Time Feels So Fast After 10th Grade Ever felt like someone hit the fast-forward button on your life right after 10th? Because SAME. Time used to crawl back then. Every single day in 10th felt long, eventful, and so... full. But now? I blink, and it’s Sunday again. I blink again, and boom — half of 12th is done. Bro, how ? 🎢 Life Before vs After 10th Grade Let’s rewind for a sec. Back in 10th, life felt like a complete package: Wake up School drama Backbencher fun Tuitions in the evening Post-tuition chill sessions Late-night overthinking Even with the stress of boards, I lived every day. I actually remember days from that year — the vibes, the memories, even random convos. Now? I don’t even remember last week. I wake up, go to coaching, come back, eat, study, sleep — repeat. The same thing every day. No sudden school announcements, no tiffin-sharing chaos, no PE periods turned into football wars. Just... routine. 🧠 Why Time Feels Faster No...

Why Starting Feels Like a Boss Battle (But Feels So Damn Good After)  Ever just stared at your books or work and felt like your brain was physically rejecting the idea of starting? Like... your body's ready, your mind's screaming "NAH." Yeah. Been there. Still there. Every day. Here’s what’s weird — the hardest part about doing anything productive is literally the first step . Studying, writing, working out, cleaning your room — the pattern’s always the same.