The Backstory

This post, might turn out to be a somewhat biography. I'll put the essentially summary or conclusion and maybe a/some graph(s), at the very top. I think the conclusion will essentially be me now being a somewhat lazy, religious person or something. We'll see where this gets. More importantly. I'll be adding stuff on this post over a period of time. So, while it will most probably look like one long post, it's been added over a period of time. In retrospect, I don't think that would really make a difference to you. Moving on. This will be a very thorough account of my life. It will be like me, kind of opening up; If anybody who even knows me remotely, will most probably realise it's me blogging (That implies, that I'm still unsure about revealing my identity and will stay anonymous for the time being). 

Now, to business.


Nursery to Grade 5

  • I became a Black belt in Karate. I was taught by, let's say KarateSir. 
  • I left Karate to take up competitive swimming. I was taught by my school teacher, then I later shifted to a local club with a coach who represented the Indian in team at Asian championships, let's call him, SwimmingSir. There's this particular instance of my mother telling me that SwimmingSir told her (Paraphrasing): "Usme kuch baat tho hein" (Hindi) which translates to "He's something in him".  
  • I used to make facts up to make myself seem idk..smart? I now refer to this as me being a show-off. 
  • I was good looking (fit and stuff you know).
  • Popular in school.
  • My academics was alright. I got decent/good marks because my mother taught me. 
  • I took up Kumon, which accelerated my mathematical abilities by a significant amount. 
  • My mom always told me, that whenever I wanted something I'd just get hellbent and wouldn't care what stands in my, and just get it. Like, wanting to buy a 'bayblade', or a new pen or something. 

Grade 6

  • I left Kumon for Doon prep, and also cause things got so advanced, that they went over my head. 
  • I applied to the Doon school. This is when the curtains lifted for me. I learnt what it actually meant to be studying. I didn't study a lot for the exam, which burnt my mother's blood, until the last month, when I don't know what happened, but as a person really passionate / addicted to ClashofClans, I deleted it and reached a place where I could study for about 6 hours a day at peak performance. I cleared the written test, though with a poor score in English due to poor time management, had a pretty good interview, but didn't make the final cut.
  • After Doon, I told my mom that I want a break. And I went back to my same old, lazy, don't-want-to-study-or-work-hard self.

// EDITING IN PROGRESS

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