Back to My Station 21-9-25
Yes, I am back.Back again at my crying station. It feels like 100 years since I last wrote a blog, but today I made a decision.From tomorrow, I will write…
THE DIGITAL DAIRY OF DEVAM JAIN
Yes, I am back.Back again at my crying station. It feels like 100 years since I last wrote a blog, but today I made a decision.From tomorrow, I will write…
Yes, I’m back.Back to my blogs.Back to the one place where my thoughts feel at home. Today was different.A free lecture.Half the class empty.And my first chance to sit and…
Most people live their lives trapped behind the invisible wall of embarrassment. They care too much about what others will think, and that single emotion becomes the tax they pay…
8-8-2025 My situation right now is messy.I’m falling behind.Not just a little far enough to question whether I’ll even pass 12th. When this year began, I thought my challenge would…
so i tried something last week.just for fun. like a small psychology experiment. i was with two close friends. they’re usually chill with each other.but i wanted to test how…
Some moments break you.Some moments build you through the breaking.This election was that moment for me. Let me get straight to it:I lost the school election.The official results are still…
By Devam Jain The Head Boy elections began like any other year — quietly, formally, and full of assumptions. Forms were to be distributed. Names would be nominated. And as…
The last hour of the last day of the week.Not a holiday, but a halting point.One week since I’ve re-entered the system called school—Not by desire.By pressure.From home. From calls.…
Some mornings aren’t meant to begin with alarms. Some stories aren’t meant to stay in silence. And some boys aren’t meant to follow maps. This is the story of three…
For years, I was known as the mischievous boy. The one who caused trouble, annoyed teachers, and distracted classmates. But the truth is — I was never truly made for…