Few pages from the past
Growing up... I was blessed with a stable family. My father is an employee of SBI. A man of principles who has survived tonnes of hardships. Forever busy chasing perfection, surviving office politics, and stuck in his worries for my grandparent's health, often he was not there for me when I needed him, tough from outside and soft from inside, he has his own ways of loving me and my mom. Took me a long time, to be honest, more than a decade to realize that whatever he does has only one purpose, adding to my comforts. My mother is a very kind woman who knows the value of education and has ensured to put me on the right path despite my father's absence. I was taught to stay ahead of the competition from a very young age. My mother tutored me, and I was clear with the four fundamental operations of mathematics, tables till 20, and basic paragraph writing in Hindi and English before I entered the first standard. When my father got transferred, we moved to Jabalpur, the city closest...