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My B.Tech. ❤️

For me, it became something I never expected.

To be honest, when I started, I barely knew five people in my class. Not because I was too busy. Not because I didn’t want friends.

I was shy.

I didn’t know how to walk up to someone and start a conversation. I didn’t know how to put myself out there. I was always somewhere in my own little world.

But four years have a strange way of changing you.

The boy who barely knew five people slowly became someone who knew people across half the college.

Not because I suddenly became the most social person in the room.

I simply learned one thing:

Be real.
Walk up to people.
Start the conversation.
Don’t be afraid to be seen.

Because sometimes, the best memories of college aren’t the classes, the grades, or even the degree.

They’re the people you were once too shy to talk to.

And somehow,

they become the people you never want to forget. by @blulo_10

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Ala Ala Koramangala lo ❤️

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Sakleshpura ❤️

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Three different people, with different personalities, different stories, and no idea that we would eventually become friends.

@_mokshagna_reddy_, @Instagram User ❤️

Somewhere between the work, the conversations, the laughter, and the time we spent together, we became more than just people working in the same place.

We became friends.

And without realizing it, those ordinary days were slowly becoming memories. by @blulo_10

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2 months ago

Me, Vishnu.

Sometimes weird.

Sometimes mature.

Sometimes childish.

Sometimes completely lost.

Sometimes I act like I know everything.

Sometimes I don’t even know what I’m doing.

I can be serious one minute and stupid the next.

I can overthink something for hours and then laugh at myself for thinking about it in the first place.

I can care too much.

I can get angry.

I can be sensitive.

I can be stubborn.

I can be calm.

I can be loud.

I can be silent.

I can be all of these things, sometimes within the same day.

And maybe that’s what makes me human.

I don’t have one version of myself.

I’m every version of me that life has created.

The weird one.

The mature one.

The childish one.

The emotional one.

The confident one.

The insecure one.

The person who knows what he wants.

And the person who is still trying to figure it out.

I’m Vishnu.

Not perfect.

Not completely broken either.

Just a human being learning how to become himself. by @blulo_10

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2 months ago

The Boy Who Doesn’t Know What to Call Himself

Me.

Vishnu.

A twenty-year-old kid.

Sometimes I don’t even know what to call myself.

Am I a son?

A boy?

A man?

An employee?

A student?

Or am I just someone who is still trying to figure himself out?

Sometimes, when I think about who I am, I end up confusing my own mind.

Maybe growing up is exactly that.

You keep collecting identities, but somewhere between all of them, you forget to ask yourself who you actually are.

The truth is, whatever I am, I have to learn to accept myself.

Because somewhere along the way, I started feeling like I wasn’t getting the happy ending I imagined.

School was supposed to be about memories.

Instead, COVID took a part of it away.

Then came intermediate.

And somehow, COVID followed me there too.

Then university.

I thought this would finally be the chapter where everything felt complete.

But life doesn’t always follow the chapters we write for ourselves.

Some people leave.

Some memories stay.

Some relationships end with a final conversation and two people wishing each other well.

You tell yourself,

“That’s it. It’s over.”

And maybe it is.

But then something small happens.

A song.

A date.

A place.

A photograph.

A word.

And suddenly, you’re back there again.

Back in those moments you promised yourself you wouldn’t forget.

Maybe that’s the strange thing about growing up.

We don’t always get the ending we wanted.

Sometimes, we simply learn how to carry the chapters that never got the ending we imagined.

And maybe I’m still that twenty-year-old kid…

trying to understand who I am,

what I lost,

what I still have,

and why some memories

still refuse to let me go. by @blulo_10

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The pressure got so heavy that it slowly stole everything that once made life feel peaceful. The love I longed for, the laughter I almost forgot, the people I never wanted to lose, and the quiet moments I took for granted. In the end, after giving up so much, all you get is a salary. by @blulo_10

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