Nahi Hua : The story of the fallen
It is “that” day of the year when the hashtag #UPSC trends everywhere on social media. Because it’s the day when the UPSC releases what is so divinely referred to as the “holy pdf.” Your name in the pdf takes you to a pedestal from where everything seems so small. The feeling of being one of the chosen few to run a complex country like ours is truly unmatchable. Your friends, family, knows, unknowns start looking up to you as some kind of a messiah. Phone calls, texts, celebrations, it all becomes so much that things start to seem unmanageable for the next few days. But this post is not for the ones who have managed to qualify this “one of the toughest and prestigious exams” in the country but for those who couldn’t. For those who were almost there. For those whose names have been wiped out from the final merit list. I will not call them as someone who wasted their prime time of their youth because they suffered from “poverty of aspirations.” I write this so that they can be heard be