Officially this is my first Steemit post, or rather as you would say my 'Introduction Post'. So, I'm gonna introduce myself to this amazing world of bloggers. Well, I have seen quite a few posts in Steemit to get a vague idea about this platform. Seen the column of 'introducing yourself' too. Many has written, but most of them are too mainstream to be read. That's the reason I want to introduce myself by narrating a story. A true story. So tag yourself along and enjoy the whole ride.

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Part 1:

The Start Of A Journey -

On 11 January,1998 in Tezpur, a town in North East India, blew strong gales. Then came down the clouds in the form of a roaring river. The skies were torn apart by the rage of Gods. Grandma said that a fierce battle has begun between the Devtas and Asuras ( Gods and Demons ). As the day came to an end lurking the darkness of night, a cry was heard. The cry of a new born baby. A child was born between the battle of good and evil. Or was it just the imagination of the old hawks. It began to hailstorm. The storm is none of our concern but the baby boy.

He had small eyes, but dreamt the world. Tiny fists, but wanted to grab everything. Weak legs, but wanted to run the cosmos. He had the whole world in his eyes and the whole cosmos resided in his heart.

But fate had different plans for him. Eleven days after his birth, he contracted deadly pneumonia. Amidst harsh cold he was admitted. Many came to visit and went with heavy hearts as the chance of survival by the baby was slim. Everyone cried. He, the baby, knew nothing. How would he? But there was a fire in him. A fire to change the world. At last, fate had to surrender against his will. He lives on.

Coming To A Big City -

Three years passed by. He was everyone's toy. His father was transferred to another town. The baby along with his mother moved the city where their entire family resided. They came to GUWAHATI. There he was admitted in a school named MODERN HIGH SCHOOL. Life was good. He was a bright student. A student with many gifts. He was loved by all, participated in many events and won them. As his name grew, so did his enemies, his haters. Well haters gonna hate!

Education system of India is a bit different. At the age of 3 or 4 children are admitted in school. They first get into PREPARATORY followed by NURSERY and followed by KINDERGARTEN. Or in some schools NURSERY followed by LOWER KINDERGARTEN and followed by UPPER KINDERGARTEN. Or simply NURSERY and KINDERGARTEN in some. But everyone remains of same age. Almost. Then year after year they are promoted to other classes. There are class 1 - 10. Class Prep - 5 is known as PRIMARY SCHOOL. Class 6 - 10 as HIGH SCHOOL. After that at the end of Class 10 students give their first big exam H.S.L.C. Then they opt for college or school for two years, H.S 1st year and H.S 2nd year. Then comes the 2nd big exam of their lives. Finally they join different college for their degree/graduation (yes, it's called graduation). Then they can further study for their Post graduation and finally P.hd.

In his growing stage, fate wanted to crumple him once again. This time it tried to make him a cripple. A liability on his parents. To the world. It tried to make him lose his hearing ability. But as it is said, 'If thou is protected by HIM then thein shall never be touched by any evil'. The baby was cured.

New School -

In class 6,he had to go to a new school. He joined MAHARISHI VIDYA MANDIR. Here too he was same. Loved but hated too. In class 10, just before his H.S.L.C he met with an accident. He and his father. Hus father's condition was critical, but as you may have already assumed, he lives. That boy had a lot of injuries, but was healed quickly. Too quickly. Even the doctors were shoced for such quick recovery of this kind. This was possible only as he was damn positive in his heart. He appeared his exam and came out with flying colours. Well he expected a little more, but given what recently happened, that's fine.

The twist came after H.S.L.C. He chose Science stream in HS, dreaming of IIT. But this time, this time he failed his expectations. He couldn't reach his potential. This time, just for once, fate won. Because this time it played a dirty trick. This time life happened! But never mind. He's not defeated. He has just got started.

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The above tale is just one part of the narrative. The physical one. You just came to know what has happened to him, but you don't know what he actually is. Do ya? No you don't.

Wanna know? I know this is getting a bit long. But for the baby's sake read the whole. Or else he will feel bad!

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Part 2:

What Is Life?

Coming up to his more better aspects of life, you will feel as if you have known him this whole time.

Early from his childhood, influenced by Hindu texts and scriptures, he tried to live by a code of conduct. A life in which he could help others. A life never ever of regrets. A life of satisfaction.

He had a lot of dreams and passion. But the two things that kept him sane was cooking and reading. Oh yes! He loved it too much.

At the age of 12, the bug of being an entrepreneur bite him. Ever since that day, he has been trying to form contacts, to be able to communicate better with others. He followed the TATAs . He wanted to build an empire like them. He just loved them for their quality and valued service. He lives that dream everyday.

Now the question arises, " He's all alone. No big family background in business. No seed capital. Thrn how is he going to achieve this dream?"

For that very dream to come true, he thought of quite a lot plan. Some being childish. The last he zeroed on was being a writer.

Apart from being an entrepreneur, he has always wanted to become a writer. To create great works. He loves myths and magic; and secretly desires of creating a work better than HARRY POTTER. He also has tastes in the fields of sports and art, but those are just for fun. A medium to escape reality. Also he wants to be a photographer and wants to buy a DSLR from his earnings through steemit.

He saw that writing books were too much profitable, but he didn't calculate the variables along the path like getting an idea, honing his skills, finding a publisher and most of all time. He is impatient. Really impatient. That's one of his fatal flaws. So what's the solution???

He recently came to know about a social media platform where money could be earned. A lot of it. His sole purpose for the money is to raise it for his company. Capital is the basic of every business and he hopes that he could raise the capital. That's why he joined Steemit. The solution. He's already a blogger in WordPress, he thought to give Steemit a try too. But can he raise? Are you all ready to help to help him???

He knows that most of you are thinking this to be a hoax and that he's gonna scam the money. Rest assured. He won't do that. He promises. Moreover along with building up an empire, he wants to work for a social cause. For the people. To try to eradicate poverty. That's his main motive.

He has a nagging desire to do something new from his very childhood. That's one of his great identity.

He's going to college this year. He dreams of IIT Bombay. Let's see where he gets. In his whole 20 years of existence, he has tried to see the world from a different angle. To see it better. To see it how the world should have been, not how it is. He has his setbacks. A life of betrayals. But he moves on with a glowing positive heart. He believes negative energy to be the cause of every evil root. He tries to be positive, tries to motivate everyone around him, tries to help his friends all the time. That's what he is! He just wants the world to believe again that goodness still exists. A single person is capable of changing many things if he wants.

His life is full of thorns but if he manages to pass on, then he has succeeded. He doesn't want to fail!. But his life has just started and he knows not where it would take him. He just hopes...

Oh! By the way this guy's life is not that great. The book has yet to be filled. But that's okay and his name is ADITYA BARMAN (pen name). Also this guy is none other than the great me 😛

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