COACHING!Dream,Necessity,Fun or just Taboo???

I Swagat Patel is here to express my views on..error#/$!..error××..Wait that's format of a speech and more importantly it's a school thing..we have crossed that phase,we are more mature now(I m not sure about me).Isn't it??
Let's start again..
I was a confused child..I had various dreams during childhood(like most of us)..dreams that changed according to my mood,people,money..But now I am sure for reasons and reasoning by me,nowhere influenced. (Hope you are too and are not following the trend,the taboo..listen to your heart it's not always what's going on has to be correct,opportunities can already be at your doorstep and you need not waste a year or two waking up your brain)
I represent an 'ASPIRANT',a Medical aspirant,one of the Engineering one's,those preparing for GATE,SSC,UPSC,CIVIL SERVICES,CLAT,CAT,GMAT,among upcoming Dancers,Musicians,Painters,Air hostesses,and several more.I want to share my views on my coaching life..
I am a collage of emotions with a dream and a perfect age having more hope than depression,more active then fatigue,more strength than any phase of life both external and internal because I have self belief that I have garnered through time and might fade away with time..and just accurate selfishness..
Still,It might take time and I m ready to nourish my dream with patience because I know It is worth all..
It is completely true and I can't denie,I am more clueless than ever at times,distractions were never so appealing,I get weak listening the words of insensitivity from elders of society,it pains my heart to see what my dad is going through battling the world to prove his baby,it shatters me seeing concerned eyes of maa who deliberately tries to conceal doubt about my future,how much she misses me when not around..her eyes say it all..
I am going through a phase of life where my past triumphs,trophies and the gut feeling of being eligible goes to flush! Because it's not the syllabus..as simple as that..The exam I am going to appear makes me feel pity of that life that is baseless for my carrier (Talking of most,l guess) which was so full and cheerishing till i knew the crowd of my competitors more strengthened,dedicated and fierce (May be a wrong word to use but justified!) then imagined.
Yes! I have lost tracks,took things for granted,vandalized the momentum..l can blame government,quota system,reservations,room mate,my institution,even teachers anytime I wish,but then I ask myself "am I coward enough to sacrifice my dream to these.."
Of course these effect and I will fall,fall hard but"can I change them before time left for the entrance??"
I know the answer "I can not"..suddenly a thought strikes why not challenge these after I overcome them..definitely I would have a better say..fight better..
Leaving all of this I also have a life..bunch of friends who have stood by,with whom I compete,share memories,that late night maggy,that hot classmate,those long drives,crush on teacher,cleaning of dishes and clothes,skipping bath,trying out friends dresses,late night gossips,stupid fights,that bad hostel food,nonsense but serious discussions, that short vacation,unfollowed routines,that last benchers group,alarms to wake up,free food at anonymous marriages,beloved teachers priceless advises and blessings,those AITS and OMRs..I love it all..
Above tribute was necessary and I will miss this..but I m aware that now I need to buck up and focus with a saint's  concentration for not giving a chance for my dream to complain"YOU WERE NOT ELIGIBLE"..for my family and well wishers and last for my future self and its self esteem..

Hope you liked it☺..got to go,yet to achieve my dream!!