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Devam Jain
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…
Embrace the Embarrassment, That’s the Real Cost of Living
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…
The War Ends Only When I Win
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…
politics starts in small groups
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…
How I Lost the Election—and Why It Was the Best Thing That Could Happen
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…
The Election That Almost Wasn’t — But Now Must Be
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 Chalk Dust Doesn’t Blind Me—But the System Tries To
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.…
3:15 to Thol — A Ride Beyond Maps
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…
The Last first day of school !
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…
Distractions Off, Game On
Hello, my name is devam, and for a long time, I was living in a delusion.Not because I wasn’t capable, but because I was distracted—by the wrong crowd, the wrong…