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ME AND BULLIES

Hello again my lovely giants, I apologise for posting the blog after 2 and a half weeks but I was busy in my CMA exams and some kind of festivals and useless works so I didn’t give it much importance because, honestly, only a few people read my blogs, so I don’t make heavy efforts and yes, I apologise for this comment too, but here I am again, and today let’s talk about my social life, oh boy, my social life is really filled with loneliness, pain, and the constant battle of struggling with bullies around me, yes I know you will think I am just making excuses to run away from the truth and from myself, but you know what, I admit it, I am a coward, and I don’t even have a problem with this nature of mine because I don’t want to be a boy whose tongue and deeds are dirtier than fucking swines, so since we are already on the track of bullies, let’s dive into it, how I struggled, tolerated, and somehow survived them. I was very fearless back in my 5th standard, a small little angry demon, bu...
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Certified in Last-Minute Miracles

Hello misfits, It’s your boy Yuvi, back again to share something out of the box or you can say out of my blog. Today, let’s talk about my studies, how hard I am in it. I’ll be brutally honest with you, and I swear there won’t be a single lie in this piece. From the very beginning, I was never great at academics. When I was a toddler, my first school was Ekta Public School. And here’s something I’ll always appreciate about myself: I was probably the only kid who never cried when my parents dropped me at school. Unlike other kids who clung to their parents in tears, I used to walk straight in, without even turning back, ready to play with my classmates. For that little version of me, I still feel proud. Coming to studies I was never the shining student. From nursery to LKG, I managed with below-average marks. Like I shared earlier in Blog 3, I was a little dumb, let’s admit that. By the time I reached UKG, life hit me with the biggest wound my mother passed away. After that, my father se...
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When Silence Becomes Stronger Than Words

Hello again, As I promised in my last blog, today I’ll talk about the story that still cuts me from inside the story of how I lost my brother, not to death, but to distance created by comparisons, manipulation, and my own mistakes. You know, when I was small, me and my brother had a beautiful bond. We laughed together, fought like kids do, but deep down we always had love. I respected him, looked up to him, and treated him the way little brothers treat their heroes between the ages of 8 to 10. But destiny… destiny had other plans. Some people around us started playing their own dirty game. They compared us, whispered things, made me feel less, made me feel jealous. Slowly, that poison started growing inside me. And the worst part? It wasn’t my fault. It wasn’t his fault either. It was the fault of those manipulative people who didn’t realize how dangerous comparisons can be. But still, I won’t lie I also made mistakes. My actions, my immaturity, and my foolishness hurt him. And becau...
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Silence, Peace & the Battle Within

Hello everyone, Today I want to talk about something rare in my life silence and peace. They don’t come naturally to me, I have to drag them into my world. Sometimes I find them through music, sometimes by daydreaming about my future. But lately, the future scares me. I’ve been preparing myself for 3–4 years, training my mind to stay strong, because life really is a battlefield where you have to stay alert all the time. In public, I may look like a fool mad, immature, stupid. But in reality, I think very deeply, and that depth itself gives me peace. Losing my mom at the age of 4 was my first sip of pain. I didn’t even know until I was 6, when my father remarried. Still, I accepted it quietly, carrying a lie I already understood. From that moment, life forced me to grow up faster, to act more mature than I was. What hurts me is when I see people not valuing their mothers. They remember her only on Mother’s Day, not realizing her sacrifices. I can’t change them, so I just observe in sile...
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My First Lesson About Understanding Girls & Boys

Life has always been a little confusing for me sometimes so much that I even confuse myself. But confusion also teaches lessons, and one of the earliest lessons I learned was about the difference between girls and boys. I was around six years old when this realization struck me. (Yes, I know, I was quite dumb at that age 😅). I used to get puzzled whenever people in Hindi used different words for boys and girls. For example, someone would say “vo toh karega hi nahi” for a boy, but “vo toh karegi hi nahi” for a girl. Those little changes in words confused me so much until my Hindi teacher finally explained the difference. But my real turning point came from a mistake. When I was small, I had a crush on one of my cousins. At that time, my brain was not “braining” properly I didn’t really understand relationships or boundaries. A few years later (almost three years later, to be exact), I realized, “Wait a second, she’s my sister! This isn’t right.” That guilt stayed with me for a long tim...
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What I am

Hey, it’s me, Yuvraj Dadhich, but you can call me with my pet name, Yuvi. My life is like others, no special things included. But there is a chance that when you read my journey, you will feel one of two things: either your life is easier than mine, or your life is harder than mine. It totally depends on the lessons you’ve learned from your own story. I was born on some date, and my real age is 17. I study in Tapasya Degree College, my subject is B.Com Taxation along with CMA Foundation. Right now, I’m in my 1st year. So, this was my basic introduction. Now below, you will read about my actual behaviour, my actual personality, my psychology  and also who is important to me, how important I am to others, and of course my experiences. I’ll be sharing with you raw and real moments of my life: times I enjoyed, times I felt guilty, and many more emotions that you’ll get to know in the coming blogs. What I Am I am a very sensitive, egoistic, selfish, overthinker,observer, deep thinker, i...
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Who I Am: An Introduction to the Real Me

I’m not here to act perfect. I’m not here to fake a lifestyle. I’m here to show the world the raw version of myself  the one that laughs, breaks, overthinks, dreams big, and still tries to keep going every single day. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve learned lessons. I’ve seen moments that shaped me, some that I’ll always cherish and some that I’ll never forget. But that’s what life is, right? A mix of light and shadows. At my core, I’m someone who thinks deeply, maybe too deeply sometimes. I love observing the world, people, and the way life keeps teaching us things in unexpected ways. I believe every thought, every feeling, every experience has meaning  and I want to share mine here. This blog is not about hiding behind filters. It’s about being real. It’s about speaking my truth, my way of seeing the world, and my journey of becoming the person I want to be. If you’re here, reading this, I hope you find pieces of yourself in my words. Because at the end of the day, all of us are ju...
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