🌟My Dreams and What I Want to Achieve🌟

The story of a girl who dreamed, failed, tried again, and is still chasing more...

Hello!

I don't know if this blog will change anything in the world, but I'm writing it from my heart. Maybe someone, somewhere, who's feeling lost or confused, might read this and feel a little less alone.

This is my story- Raw, real, and still unfinished.

I come from a family that originally belongs to Bihar, but we moved to Punjab after my brother was born, it's been almost 18-19 years. We weren't rich or settled at first. In fact, when I was in 8th grade, my family managed to build our own house. before that, we lived in a small room. but there was some kind of peace but no comfort. 

When I was younger, I wasn't someone who had any big dreams. I didn't have favorite hobby or a goal in mind. I was the kind of girl who didn't even know what "ambition" really meant. I would just go to school, comeback, and do what every normal child did - nothing special.

But slowly, things started to change. 

🎥 The Spark That Lit My First Dream

I still remember those moments when my father would be watching TV. He'd see small kids dancing on reality shows- some were just 5 or 6 years old. And then he'd look at me and say,

      "Look at those little kids dancing on national TV, and you're just sitting here doing nothing".

At first, I felt hurt. It wasn't just about the words- it was about feeling useless. But those taunts, knowingly, planted a seed in my heart.

I started learning dance by myself - No classes, no coach, no training- just me, learning through YouTube, copying steps, practicing silently in a small corner of my home. At first, it was just something I did to prove I'm not useless. But slowly, something magical happened -

💃I fell in love with dance. 

It gave me confidence, energy, identity. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had a purpose. What started as my father's taunt... became my passion. And eventually, it became my dream.

💔 The First Heartbreak 

When I decided to take dance seriously and make it my future, I was excited. But the world wasn't. Most people around me said,

• "What kind of career is this?"
• "It's not a real job."
• "You're just wasting time."

But I still wanted to try. Just once.

So, I applied for a small local dance audition. And I got selected in the first round! It was the happiest moment of my life. I thought, "Maybe this is it... maybe my life is finally about to change."But life had other plans.

Before the second round, I fell sick. On top of that, a few dance groups who had professional teachers joined the competition. Some of them didn't even go through auditions- they were just selected. And people like me, who worked hard and actually deserved a chance... were forgotten.

My father said,

        "That was your one chance. Nothing happened. Now leave this dance stuff and focus on your                    future."

I had no option. I stopped dancing. No because I lost interest... but because I lost support.

📚A New Dream Begins: The UPSC Path

My father is like most Indian parents. He wants me to have a secure government job.

So now, he wants me to prepare for UPSC- one of the toughest exams in India.

It wasn't my original dream. But I understand why it's important.

And so, a new journey began.

After 12th, I didn't just sit still. I did my BBA. I completed a computer course, and even did a makeup course, I kept learning, because I believe that knowledge never goes waste. And now, I've decided to focus completely on UPSC preparation.

It's not easy. The syllabus is huge. The competition is intense. But somewhere inside me, I know I have the strength to handle tough situations. I've done it before- when I built my first dream alone.

And I can do it again.

💔But What About My Old Dream? 

There are days when I hear a song, and my feet automatically want to dance. There are moments when I watch dance shows on TV and imagine myself on that stage. 

There are nights when I still wonder: 

         "What If I had gotten that one real chance?".

I don't know if I'II ever become a dancer professionally. Maybe that door is closed. But the dream is not dead. It's just sleeping inside my heart. 

And one day, if life allows... I will wake it up again.

📝What I've Learned So Far

My journey had taught me that:

• Dreams are not always understood.
• Support is rare, but self-belief is powerful.
• One failed attempt doesn't mean the end.
• You can have more than one dream — and chase them one by one.

✨To Anyone Reading This...

If you've ever had a dream and were forced to let go... I see you. I understand your pain. But don't give up completely. You never Know when life might give you another chance.

Sometimes the path Changes, But the fire inside you can still burn.

Today, I'm chasing a new dream- to crack UPSC, serve the country, and make my family proud.

But tomorrow, who knows?

Maybe I'II wear my dancing shoes again.

Because no matter how many times I fall, I'II always rise with a new dream in my heart.

Thank you for reading my story.

This is not The end...

This is just my beginning.💗