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My first internship was something special—a story writer role with Team Everest , an NGO I found through Internshala after spotting their post on Instagram. It was unpaid, close to home, and honestly , I didn’t gain any flashy perks or résumé boosters. But I’ll never forget it. Why? Because it was meaningful, helping kids under 8 years old in a way that felt real. And for me, that’s what made it unforgettable . The internship wasn’t rocket science. My job was to write simple, engaging stories in English that young kids could understand. I’d spend about half an hour a day coming up with tales, pulling inspiration from everyday objects—think pens, combs, or water bottles. The trick was weaving these items into a story that felt natural and fun. Each story needed a clear moral and a set of Q&A questions for the kids to spark their thinking. For example, I’d write about a curious pen that helped a child learn the value of sharing, then craft questions like, “Why did the pen feel happy ...

Living in a hostel during my early college days was a big change, but it also meant I didn’t get to travel much—a bummer, because traveling, especially solo, is what makes me truly happy. There’s something about hitting the road alone, no plans, just vibes, that feels like freedom . When it comes to travel, I’m torn between trains and buses. Trains are faster and cheaper—my hometown’s just an hour away by rail. I pop in my earbuds, let Spotify take over, and lose myself in my own world, ignoring the chaos around me. But buses? They’re my go-to for soaking in the journey. I grab a ticket, plug in my earbuds, and let the music carry me for the two-hour ride home. Staring out the window, I’m captivated by the blur of nature and life outside—trees, fields, people going about their day. It’s like a movie, and I’m the quiet observer. I always wonder how the trip flies by so fast, like it’s over in a blink. The best part? I can’t sleep on these short trips, which is a weird superpower. It kee...

I’ve always found happiness in three things: watching movies, reading books (sometimes), and dreaming of travel. These aren’t just hobbies—they’re my way of exploring the world, diving into stories, and chasing adventure.  Let me break it down for you, raw and real. Books : Not a Bookworm, But I’ve Got My Picks ..I’m not one of those people who pretend to be a book lover just to sound cool. You know the type—flaunting motivational books like they’ve cracked the code to life. That’s not my vibe. I’m drawn to stories with characters I can connect with, not preachy “do this, do that” nonsense. My first real dive into books was You Only Live Once by Stuti Changle—a bittersweet, emotional story that hooked me. It wasn’t just a book; it was my gateway to the bookish world. From there, I explored authors like Jules Verne and Colleen Hoover, picking up stories that felt alive and real. I don’t read a ton, but when I do, I hunt for affordable gems on Flipkart—something with a character’s jo...

Blogging is kind of a new thing for me—a way to connect with others and share the messy, beautiful chaos of life. We all hesitate to express ourselves sometimes, holding back our thoughts and stories. But let’s be real: we’ve got one life, one world, so why not live it to the fullest? Instead of starting this story at the beginning, let’s take a page from Christopher Nolan’s playbook—drop you right into the middle of the action, where the real juice is. Forget the old-school narrative of “a hero is born, struggles, and faces death.” Modern readers want something fresh, something that hits different.  So, let’s dive into my journey as a college freshman, where new faces, a new environment, and a whole new world awaited—a thrilling adventure I didn’t see coming.My college life kicked off with online classes, but before that, I opted to stay in a hostel (Room 7, to be exact, a bit of a trek from campus). Those early days were a blur of making friends, some of whom I vaguely recognized...