Hope this 17 would be sweet after not so sweet 16!

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 Dear Readers,

The hands of the clock are running a never-ending marathon and they never seem to stop!A year has slipped away and I have grown a year older. People say 16 to be sweet but huh! This year was being dumb and lackadaisical. Reading fanfics, checking Worldometer, devouring on food my brother prepared and letting my head ache due to screen time were everyday checklists. Everything was so topsy-turvy. Although I was going to Kota but finally landed in Delhi "virtually!" The most non-academic year of my life where my books still remain untouched although finals are knocking at the door. 

Well, I haven't developed a fascination for NetFlix,Instagram and YouTube like other teenagers,still,half of my NEET syllabus of 11 remains untouched. The firm decision of being a doctor in my life was wavering at a point of time! Now let me stop ranting about all my misdeeds and plan about my next year..

So 17 comes and it is gonna be the determing factor of my life deciding where the projectile of my life lands! It will decide the future course of my life from professional to personal life. Probably a month or two with parents and then I will be heading to Delhi for studies. This makes me quite apprehensive and I hope I socialise with good bunch of folks as there would be no one to guide me when I will be astray. I need to chalk out a discourse for my life too as my life will take a U-curve shortly.

12th and NEET are a year away but I need to keep a bull's eye on the syllabus and start studying like the former times. I cannot afford to waste my time the way I did in lockdown or else I need to be prepared to take a drop-year and go to Kota for preparation which literally sounds sucking to me. 

The bright thing is that I feel the former Diksha who cracked lame jokes, remained jolly throughout the day, bunked classes in school like a backbencher and studied like Poindexter  at home is back. I missed her throughout 16. My former dear soul, welcome to your peaceful abode! Don't run away too soon!

Yours own, 

Diksha...

(P.S: I turned 17 on February 13 2021 but didn't get half an hour to type down my feelings which I was dying to do. The day was fun and I had a small party with 5-6 of my friends. Although it was not as grand as it used to be in the old times, I enjoyed it to the fullest! I did read "A Walk to Remember" that day and would soon be back with a small book review kind of thing!Till then Stay Tuned! )

~Happy reading!!!


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