“A real story that will touch your heart.”
Introduction:
This is the story of those dreams that shattered before they could be fulfilled-But even in Breaking , they made someone stronger.
After 12th grade, Every student has to plan their future. I did the same . it was my dream – and my family’s dream – that I become a doctor. With that hope in my heart , I went to kota . but testing had something else planned for me .
H2- The Dream of Becoming a Doctor – When going to kota was the Happiest moment of my Life :
I was very happy – I had dreamed of Becoming an MBBS doctor , and finally, my family Agreed to sent me to kota . my close friend Adil (Who is now a 2nd-year MBBS student at Mirzapur medical college ) was going with me. My father was also accompanying us.
We booked the tickets and reached kota Railway Station at 5 o’ clock in the morning. At that time , the covid pandemic was just ending . So we enrolled in Allen’s Nurture (11th) Course – Both online and offline .
After getting me settled, my father returned home. Then came the first mock test – I scored 398 out of 720, and my friend Scored 250 . I was happy with my marks
But who knew that this happiness was only a guest for a few days ?
H3– what suddenly Happened that changed the Course of my Studies:
Everything was going well. I was scoring good marks in the mock tests and felt like my dream of becoming a doctor was finally within reach.
But three months after joining the institude , one evening I suddenly started feeling uneasy and anxious .
I thought it was just temporary-maybe fatigue or weakness- and that I would recover on my own.but even after a week , nothing changed. I went to a major government hospital in for a full cheak-up, but all the reports come back normal. Yet , the discomfort remained.
I spoke to my father and returned home. Since the prescribed medicines weren’t helping, my family decided to take me to a molana. He said I was affected by an evil eye and gave me a taweez (spiritual amulet). Within 10 days, I started feeling better and went back to kota . but little did I know……..that relief was only temporary.
Sometimes life shakes us to our core,just to show us how strong we truly are from within.
H4- How my study was missing from my hands:
I returned to kota and resumed my studies . for the first 4-5 days , things went fine. But then again, that uneasy feeling returned. I had no choice but to go back home. I visited the maulana again, received another taweez, and gradually started to feel better.
Then once again, I went back to kota . this became the cycle of my entire year- one month in kota , another at home. Because of this , my syllabus kept falling behind. Due to the incomplete syllabus and increasing backlogs, I spent the whole year battling depression and high anxiety.
I can’t even count how many nights I cried myself to sleep- just because of the pressure of studies. That entire year was a contant emotional war.
Somehow, the year came to an end. My NEET exam was scheduled on 17 th July 2023 and my center was in Jaipur. I took a train to Jaipur , but I could’nt sleep the entire night still, I gave the exam as best as I could . I ended up scoring 200 out of 720 marks . since I had joined the 11th grade (Nurture ) batch, it wasn’t fair to judge the marks too harshly but little did I know-
The coming year was waiting with storm that would shake my entire world.
H5- The second year, Same dark nights , same lonely Tears , and a storm Inside:
The first year passed with hypertension , depression,and Anshul by my side, but the Second year brought the same fear-that everything might happen again. I was so scared that I told my dad.” If my health worsens again in the second year. I don’t want to waste money”
If my health worsens again in the second year. I don’t want to wast money .”my dad replied.” You’ve started, now don’t look back . we’ll deal with whatever comes. So, I took admission in 11th and 12th both
For five months , my studies went smoothly , but after five months, I came home for two days for my elder brother’s wedding . the wealthy and prominent people of the village were acknowledging my efforts, saying, “this boy is studying hard.” I returned to kota afterward.
But little did I know that going back would bring a storm for me. I went to kota, but my health deteriorated again. By then, it had been two years, and I was under immense pressure about my studies . the money was already spent- about 4 to 5 lakh rupees. Little did I know where this year’s end would take me.
H6- what happened before NEET 2023 that made me stand between life and death?
Just before the last two months of NEET 2023 , I was at home . that’s when I decided to give every thing I had and go back to kota . I had only one mindset – Either die studing or get selected. But perhaps destiny had other plans for me……..
My health suddenly started deteriorating, my Heart would race , and I started feeling restless, I had no choice but to return home .
My mind was completely detached from studing. My father kept telling me,” son, study a bit,” but I couldn’t understand why, every time I picked up a book , it felt like I was going to die…….or even commit suicide.
It felt as if some negative spiritual energy was stopping me from studing.my father couldn’t understand my condition . the only path left for me seemed to be running away from home. One day, I told my mother that I was going to a friend’s placer, and without telling my father, I ran away to Kashmir , where my friend worked in wall putty.
Though out the Journey , all I could think of was what my father would think.
Maybe he would think that his son had ruined everything – the 5 lakh rupees invested from his hard work , his elder brother’s sacrifices, and his younger brother’s earnings.
Later, I found out that my actions caused my father to stay in depression for two months and he did not do any work.
But what could I have done? To survive , I had to take this step .
When I reached Kashmir , my condition did not improve . my anxiety and restless only increased. The very next day , I had too return home again . then I stayed at home for almost a month.
Every second felt like a mountain passing by …. And finally , NEET 2025 arrived. but what happened after that ? I had never imagined- not even in my worst dreams. My life changed in way I couldn’t understand. So many nights, I cried my self to sleep So many times, I stood on the edge…. Trying to end it all. But I’m still here – breathing , broken but alive. In the next blog, I ‘ll shere it all.
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This is the story of those dreams that shattered before they could be fulfilled-But even in Breaking , they made someone stronger.
After 12th grade, Every student has to plan their future. I did the same . it was my dream – and my family’s dream – that I become a doctor. With that hope in my heart , I went to kota . but testing had something else planned for me .
H2- The Dream of Becoming a Doctor – When going to kota was the Happiest moment of my Life :
I was very happy – I had dreamed of Becoming an MBBS doctor , and finally, my family Agreed to sent me to kota . my close friend Adil (Who is now a 2nd-year MBBS student at Mirzapur medical college ) was going with me. My father was also accompanying us.
We booked the tickets and reached kota Railway Station at 5 o’ clock in the morning. At that time , the covid pandemic was just ending . So we enrolled in Allen’s Nurture (11th) Course – Both online and offline .
After getting me settled, my father returned home. Then came the first mock test – I scored 398 out of 720, and my friend Scored 250 . I was happy with my marks
But who knew that this happiness was only a guest for a few days ?
H3– what suddenly Happened that changed the Course of my Studies:
Everything was going well. I was scoring good marks in the mock tests and felt like my dream of becoming a doctor was finally within reach.
But three months after joining the institude , one evening I suddenly started feeling uneasy and anxious .
I thought it was just temporary-maybe fatigue or weakness- and that I would recover on my own.but even after a week , nothing changed. I went to a major government hospital in for a full cheak-up, but all the reports come back normal. Yet , the discomfort remained.
I spoke to my father and returned home. Since the prescribed medicines weren’t helping, my family decided to take me to a molana. He said I was affected by an evil eye and gave me a taweez (spiritual amulet). Within 10 days, I started feeling better and went back to kota . but little did I know……..that relief was only temporary.
Sometimes life shakes us to our core,just to show us how strong we truly are from within.
H4- How my study was missing from my hands:
I returned to kota and resumed my studies . for the first 4-5 days , things went fine. But then again, that uneasy feeling returned. I had no choice but to go back home. I visited the maulana again, received another taweez, and gradually started to feel better.
Then once again, I went back to kota . this became the cycle of my entire year- one month in kota , another at home. Because of this , my syllabus kept falling behind. Due to the incomplete syllabus and increasing backlogs, I spent the whole year battling depression and high anxiety.
I can’t even count how many nights I cried myself to sleep- just because of the pressure of studies. That entire year was a contant emotional war.
Somehow, the year came to an end. My NEET exam was scheduled on 17 th July 2023 and my center was in Jaipur. I took a train to Jaipur , but I could’nt sleep the entire night still, I gave the exam as best as I could . I ended up scoring 200 out of 720 marks . since I had joined the 11th grade (Nurture ) batch, it wasn’t fair to judge the marks too harshly but little did I know-
The coming year was waiting with storm that would shake my entire world.
H5- The second year, Same dark nights , same lonely Tears , and a storm Inside:
The first year passed with hypertension , depression,and Anshul by my side, but the Second year brought the same fear-that everything might happen again. I was so scared that I told my dad.” If my health worsens again in the second year. I don’t want to waste money”
If my health worsens again in the second year. I don’t want to wast money .”my dad replied.” You’ve started, now don’t look back . we’ll deal with whatever comes. So, I took admission in 11th and 12th both
For five months , my studies went smoothly , but after five months, I came home for two days for my elder brother’s wedding . the wealthy and prominent people of the village were acknowledging my efforts, saying, “this boy is studying hard.” I returned to kota afterward.
But little did I know that going back would bring a storm for me. I went to kota, but my health deteriorated again. By then, it had been two years, and I was under immense pressure about my studies . the money was already spent- about 4 to 5 lakh rupees. Little did I know where this year’s end would take me.
H6- what happened before NEET 2023 that made me stand between life and death?
Just before the last two months of NEET 2023 , I was at home . that’s when I decided to give every thing I had and go back to kota . I had only one mindset – Either die studing or get selected. But perhaps destiny had other plans for me……..
My health suddenly started deteriorating, my Heart would race , and I started feeling restless, I had no choice but to return home .
My mind was completely detached from studing. My father kept telling me,” son, study a bit,” but I couldn’t understand why, every time I picked up a book , it felt like I was going to die…….or even commit suicide.
It felt as if some negative spiritual energy was stopping me from studing.my father couldn’t understand my condition . the only path left for me seemed to be running away from home. One day, I told my mother that I was going to a friend’s placer, and without telling my father, I ran away to Kashmir , where my friend worked in wall putty.
Though out the Journey , all I could think of was what my father would think.
Maybe he would think that his son had ruined everything – the 5 lakh rupees invested from his hard work , his elder brother’s sacrifices, and his younger brother’s earnings.
Later, I found out that my actions caused my father to stay in depression for two months and he did not do any work.
But what could I have done? To survive , I had to take this step .
When I reached Kashmir , my condition did not improve . my anxiety and restless only increased. The very next day , I had too return home again . then I stayed at home for almost a month.
Every second felt like a mountain passing by …. And finally , NEET 2025 arrived. but what happened after that ? I had never imagined- not even in my worst dreams. My life changed in way I couldn’t understand. So many nights, I cried my self to sleep So many times, I stood on the edge…. Trying to end it all. But I’m still here – breathing , broken but alive. In the next blog, I ‘ll shere it all.
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