October arrived with a sense of urgency and anticipation. For Abhiram, the month marked a turning point—a period he had silently designated as the season of his transformation. The first five days were holidays, giving him uninterrupted hours to focus on himself, his goals, and the new mission he had christened DASABASUTORE.
Gone were the days of aimless scrolling, careless routines, and distractions. Abhiram now had a clear plan. He prepared a daily schedule, allotting time for each subject—Physics, Chemistry, Mathematics, Python, Tamil, and English. Even small tasks were written down meticulously: revise formulas, solve sample questions, write summaries, practice coding exercises. The act of planning itself brought a sense of control and calm.
He began taking care of his health, something he had neglected before. Drinking enough water, eating properly, and getting adequate rest became part of his routine. Even in the middle of intense study sessions, he reminded himself: "A healthy mind lives in a healthy body."
College life, too, had started to shift in his favor. Slowly, more students approached him, drawn by his quiet confidence and steady focus. Classmates began sharing notes, answering his questions on WhatsApp, and exchanging study tips. Abhiram didn't see this as friendship for social approval—he saw it as learning from others while contributing in his own way.
Instagram remained deactivated, eliminating the temptation to drift back into old habits. Instead, he started a YouTube channel. It wasn't about fame or popularity; it was a space for him to upload study notes, motivational tips, and small tutorials for anyone who wanted to learn. Even the social media platform X, which he had often used aimlessly, became a tool—for sharing study strategies and connecting with like-minded learners.
His commute became productive too. Whenever he traveled on the MTC bus, he pulled out his notebook or mobile phone. The hum of the engine, the swaying of the bus, and the chatter of passengers became a backdrop for focused study sessions. What once had been wasted hours were now prime learning time.
Every action, every small decision, was part of his transformation. He could feel it slowly taking shape: the focus, the discipline, the ability to prioritize his present life over the past, the excitement of tangible progress.
The next challenge loomed large: the cycle tests from October 9th to 17th. These exams would be a mirror, showing whether all his effort, sacrifices, and transformation were genuine—or if old habits would betray him.
Yet, Abhiram didn't feel fear this time. Instead, he felt purpose. Every note completed, every hour studied, every bus ride turned into learning time, every YouTube video uploaded—it all fed into a single mission.
DASABASUTORE was no longer just a name. It was a way of life, a code of discipline, perseverance, and self-respect. And as he closed his notebook that evening, sipping water and reviewing his schedule for the next day, he whispered to himself: "This time, I will not fail. This time, I will prove it to myself."
The journey was far from over. The tests, the deadlines, the challenges—all awaited him. But Abhiram was no longer the same boy who had stepped into college uncertain and afraid. He was building his future, one disciplined step at a time.
(To be continue)