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10 years ago.
Born with silver spoon, I was unkown to what is this life all about. Everything I saw and liked belonged to me on an easy call. I always felt lucky to born in such family where I felt superior to all of my friends. I had Tv, Bike, Computer many richy rich cousins who always bought me gifts and chocolates.
In 2008, a boy studying in class 8th of a top his district's school couldn't wish more. Apart from that my father used to be a legendary personality of those era so every now and then people keep talking about his contributions to society or keep visiting our door to ask him help. I still remember the aderaline pump up when my grandpa used to look me in the eye and say- Study hard, Be an IAS and enlight this whole city with our name. My grandfather- He was the one behind all this sudden rise of our family. He alone took us to the next level. From being one of the thousands, He pushed us to some top 50 families of our city. His strength and how he fought all through his life was just laudable.
Today.
Lying on the "same 15 years old couch of my grandfather on which I used to watch colour TV in my kinkies and felt like - FUCK - Noone but me has got this shit in whole colony". I have dropped out my college in 8th semester 2 years ago and still hasn't figured out anything about my next academic move.
The reason is still unknown even to me but some of my well wishers predict that its cause I've been in a bad company, Or A girl in my life made me do this, Ahh that overconfident immature brat landed where exactly he's supposed to be and blah blah.
My father just lost his election which he won 15 years ago. My grandfather has aged enough to alter his hearing and eyesight. No of our cousin visit our home in years. We almost share one room and are 4 persons including my sister in 12th standard.
We almost showed a zero sign a developement in those 10 years.
Everything in my family needs refilling our relations, our bank accounts , our health checkups. Even the painting on my walls says to me sometime- Paint me new.
So I wish to be Someone.
Someone who can take care of their parents they way they deserve.
Someone who can never let them feel down.
Someone who can take care of their medical needs.
Someone who can send them make thier old age better.
No more I wish to be a writer.
No more I wish be a Influencer.
No more I wish to join natgeo.
No more I wish to buy a car.
Cause theres someone out there who needs my help to stand out again. And unfortunately those are the ones noone tells a No to.
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