Aarav was a typical college student at Dehradun University, pursuing his Bachelor of Computer Applications (BCA). He had a knack for solving puzzles and a passion for technology, but like many students, he often found himself torn between classes, assignments, and his love for gaming.
In his second year, Aryan stumbled upon an online hackathon while scrolling through a social media group. The challenge was to build a simple app that could solve a real-world problem. Initially, he hesitated. After all, he was just a student-how could he compete with seasoned developers? But a small voice inside him urged him to give it a shot.
With only three days left to the deadline, Aryan brainstormed an idea inspired by his mother. She often complained about forgetting which groceries to buy or running out of essentials at the wrong time. Aryan decided to create a smart grocery reminder app.
The first hurdle was convincing himself he could do it. He knew bits and pieces of programming languages like Python and Java, but building a full-fledged app? That was uncharted territory. He spent the first night researching frameworks, finally deciding on Flutter, which he had never used before.
The next two days were a whirlwind. Aarav coded for hours, watched countless tutorials, and fixed frustrating bugs. His best friend, Riya, helped him design the app's user interface, while their roommate, Karan, tested the app repeatedly to find flaws. The app wasn't perfect, but it worked. Aryan named it "Grocery Buddy."
On the final submission day, Aarav uploaded his app, feeling a mix of exhaustion and excitement. He didn't expect much-this was his first attempt, after all.
𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧.
In a world that screams, I stand in despair,
My voice drowned out, lost in the air.
Chains of tradition tighten each day,
I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay.
Each breath I take feels heavy and torn,
Every mistake a scar I've worn.
I crave a sky where I can be free,
Away from the walls that imprison me.
For now, I sit with my heart in pain,
Silent, yet screaming, again and again.
Though shattered, a spark in me still survives,
Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.