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 one blog every day.
It doesn’t take more than 20–25 minutes.
So why not?
This will be my digital diary.
Not as detailed as my physical diary, but enough to review my day and track what really matters.
Yesterday’s Lesson
Yesterday, my school had arranged a food court.
And without a doubt, the most profitable table belonged to me.
I invested ₹200.
I generated ₹2000.
That’s a 10x return.
Of course, the revenue was small.
But the profit percentage was unmatched.
Compare that to the Blue Lagoon stall.
They invested ₹6000 and earned around ₹11,000–12,000.
Yes, the revenue was large, but they only doubled their money.
I, on the other hand, multiplied mine ten times.
That’s the difference between chasing numbers and squeezing maximum profit.
The Lucky Wheel
How did I manage that?
Through marketing.
Through catching customers at the right moment.
I stood there, pulling people in with energy.
“Come on, spin the wheel, try your luck!”
The wheel had four options:
- Write your name on the board
- Jackpot 40
- Jackpot 30
- Jackpot 20
- Try again
But the wheel was slightly off-centered.
So the jackpot never really came.
Most people landed on “Write your name.”
I had prepared a board.
People came, signed their names, scribbled nonsense, or wrote whatever they wanted.
I posted it on Instagram and asked them to tag themselves.
It created noise, engagement, and hype.
That was my trick.
Not the wheel itself, but the marketing around it.
The Gambling Truth
But here’s where it gets interesting.
Almost half of my customers were repeat customers.
They had already lost, but they returned again and again.
Why? Because they invested ₹10 with the hope of winning ₹40.
Even though they never won, the possibility kept them hooked.
And then I remembered a line my father always says:
In gambling, the player never wins.
The horse never wins.
The jockey never wins.
The only one who wins is the person who owns the race, the one who owns the ground.
That line hit me hard.
I realized something important.
I was not the gambler here.
I was the owner of the race.
Others were playing.
I was earning.
That is the key lesson.
Never gamble on others.
Make others gamble on you.
Because in the end, the only true winner is the house.
The Secret and the Delay
Later, one girl texted me.
She asked me to delete a certain page from my post.
Why?
Because her friends had revealed her secret crush.
And my first thought was simple:
If you want to keep something secret, why make it public in the first place?
Another line from my father fits perfectly:
If it’s not meant to be spoken, don’t let it leave your lips.
She admitted she had been attracted to him for nine months.
Nine months wasted in silence.
Let’s calculate.
Nine months × 30 days = 270 days.
If she thought about him for just 10 minutes daily, that’s 45 hours.
Forty-five hours lost in thinking.
Zero minutes spent in action.
That’s not love.
That’s delay.
A Note on Me
Now let me clear one thing before people start calling me “GAY”
No, I am not “that.”
I like girls……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………{mommyyy}
That’s it.
But the bigger point is this I don’t want to waste time.
I will never be 17 again.
And the most productive years of my life are 17 to 25.
So why throw them away on nonsense?
Yes, my projects eat into my studies.
Yes, people believe I don’t get marks because I don’t study.
Let them think I am the dumbest one in the room.
I like that image.
Silence protects me.
But I also know this truth:
If I am the smartest person in the room, then I am sitting in the wrong room.
Right now, school feels like a pressure cooker.
Every bell is a whistle from the top.
And at 12:10, I escape like steam.
Because honestly, I don’t belong in that room of idiots.
The Promise
So here’s my decision.
I am starting a new series.
50 days.
One blog every single day at 6 PM.
Not for hype.
Not for applause.
Not for likes.
Purely for me.
To track my days.
To record my progress.
To build my productivity back again.
This is not a comeback.
Not a show.
Just my 50-day turnaround.
And that’s it.
Day one, written.
Day two, coming tomorrow.
and yes clicktales.devamjain.in is active again.
It’s not the critic who counts… the credit belongs to the man in the arena.” – Theodore Roosevelt