Dear anyone who takes out time to read this, (Thank you in advance)
This is not an advice letter throttled down anyone's throat. Neither the society nor the students! This is probably why I have always feared writing down. Because I can't call out on someone or even myself or on my hardworking. Maybe it's also because I have to be honest to myself and words. Maybe it is also about the guilt I promise to carry life long. So, let's stop confusing myself and begin what needs to be said!
Why should I be writing this? Because I gave my class 12th BOARDS last year. I should feel responsible for helping out juniors who seek me and my notes. I should feel grateful for seniors who landed me with question papers and all kinds of practice papers. I should feel thankful to all my teachers who made me cry and smile through all those two turbulent years. I should feel guilty for not being with my friends and socially available. I should be sorry for not being the parents ideal kid even with all their support.
Above all I should be responsible to be for not cutting out the perfect report card. I feel all of that and much much more. But this is not a letter for all that stuff. Not a diary page of overflowing personal emotions. This is moreover a letter of certified experience. A experience with the same, better or worse constraints and results that you will or have gone through. If I am not wrong, BOARDS is a more powerful emotion than LOVE.
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