One Day…

One Day… But When?

There was a time when I couldn’t wait to grow up. Just like every other child, I believed that life would be amazing once I became an adult. No restrictions, no school, just freedom!

But now, standing at this crossroads of life, I realize that growing up is not as magical as I once imagined. The hardest part? Leaving my hometown, my parents, and the comfort of home to pursue my dreams in college.

Some days are manageable, but some nights… 

some nights feel endless

Those moments when I lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, wishing my mom was there to gently run her fingers through my hair and whisper,

"Beta, relax ho jao"

The Unseen Battles of Growing Up

As we grow, we meet different kinds of people—some who genuinely support us and others who only pretend to. The harsh truth? People change their colors faster than a chameleon. And amidst all the noise, all we truly crave is a shoulder to lean on, a lap to rest our tired heads, or even someone who just understands us without words.

But reality hits hard. Now, the only thing that knows my tears is my pillow. The only warmth I feel is from the memories I replay in my head on lonely nights.

Missing Home, Missing Them

There are moments when I wish I could go back in time.

Kaash ab bhi woh din jee sakta

I wish my parents were just a short walk away from my college, that I could run to them whenever I felt lost. But regrets won’t change reality.

The only thing I can do now is work hard—so hard that one day, I can bring my parents closer to me. That one thought is what keeps me going. It makes me pretend that I am strong, that I have it all figured out. 

But deep down, I know… I don’t

The Hope That Keeps Us Moving

This isn’t just my story—it’s the story of almost every college student who left their hometown in pursuit of a dream. We all live with one constant hope:

"One day, I will make it."

When? No one knows.

But until that day comes, I sleep every night with the same silent promise—

One day…