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I was not able to reconcile school and coaching. In no time I understood, I will not be able to succeed in this. This path was not made for me. But if not then what should I do? What will happen to my future? All these questions were bothering me. One day I read somewhere that to know a person, look back at his copy or the last letters of the diary.
Many pictures were made on the last pages of my copies, which I used to make in class. My friend Mohit would always say, 'If my drawing was so good, I would have chosen the arts faculty instead of science and made my career in that. ' But even then I was not able to take any decision.
I started working harder than my ability but I got a big setback that day when the coaching institute put me in a group of weak students for getting very low marks. I was very disappointed. I thought my life was ruined. I was feeling very helpless. Darkness was visible all around. Mohit explained to me, there is still time, to change the subject, and you can do well in the drawing.
But I didn't have the courage to talk to you. To tell the truth, I began to feel that there was no point in my being alive. I did not want to hurt you. But then I thought, by ending my life I will hurt you forever and I thought I would talk to you to change the subject. • The other day I dared to say something to you. You both listened to me patiently. I was very surprised when you neither got angry or screamed.
Neither did he refer to his dreams imposed on children in the name of social conditioning. You only said - 'This is the most important turning point in your life, on which the responsibility of your life rests, so you have every right to take any decision related to it. Surely we can give our best in the field of our choice so that we can be happy too.
I got a lot of courage when you said that we are with you in every up and down of life, and never feel alone. Incidentally, the news of the inauguration of my solo picture exhibition was published in the newspaper I read this sad news today, which is highly appreciated and full credit goes to both of you. I wish that child who committed suicide had a friend like Mohit and a mother and father like you who understood him….