MentalMania

If you don't read previous episode means you can click below and read and came here: Episode-2 The Story Continues... Lilly got her favorite Bio/Maths group in school, but she felt sad because her friend Ashwanth couldn’t get into the class. After school, she went straight to his house. But Ashwanth was already drowning in sadness. Failing the exam, people’s criticism—it was all too much for him. He couldn’t handle it. He decided to take sleeping pills. But he left his door open, thinking, If I vomit, I can just say it was food poisoning. Just then, Lilly came in. She started talking positive words, trying to cheer him up. But Ashwanth just looked at her with tired eyes. "Lilly, I think our friendship is going to end," he said weakly. She frowned. "Why are you saying this?" He forced a sad smile. "Because you got good marks and a good department. But me? I’m just a 10th-fail fool. Why would you stay friends with me?" Lilly’s face burned with anger. She...

If you don't read the previous episode click and read and came here: episode 1 On October 24, Ashwanth entered the class, hoping someone would wish him for his birthday. But just like every other day, no one cared. He felt ignored.   That same day, a new girl joined the school. Her name was Lilly, a short girl from Chennai. She joined his class in the next section. Luckily, they both traveled on the same school bus.   Ashwanth, feeling disappointed, went to sit in his usual seat. But when he got there, he found a bag already placed. Annoyed, he asked, "Why did you put your bag here? This is my place."   Lilly smiled and said, "I like this seat the most, so I chose it."   Ashwanth, still upset, sat there. Lilly noticed his sad face and asked, "Why do you look so sad?"   With a deep sigh, he replied, "Today is my birthday, but no one in class wished me."   Lilly immediately said, "Oh! Happy birthday, my friend!"   Ashwa...

Every story in this world may have a happy or sad ending, but this story doesn’t come to an end. Unlike all stories, this one begins in school days—a poor boy in education from the countryside. His kindergarten was in a small nursery school near his region. He had a group of friends there, but unfortunately, he can't remember all of them. However, there was one guy he never forgot—Kowsik (name changed). That boy was the hero’s first best friend. But fate had other plans. They got separated when schools changed, and the hero moved on. He joined a well-known school in his region, but things didn’t go well. Making friends? Almost impossible. Most students mocked him, threw comments at him, and made fun of everything he did. It made him feel like he didn’t belong. He told his dad about it, but his dad simply said, "In the beginning, it will be like this." The boy was an extrovert by nature, but the rough start shook him. His dad tried to calm him down, even informed the teach...

Hi everyone! After a long gap, I’m writing to share a story. Let’s see if you can relate to it. During my childhood, I used to spend most of my time doing things that excited my soul—like riding bicycles, playing cricket with my friends, and enjoying kabaddi and badminton with my family. Those were purely awesome days before the "public examination fever" took over my heart. When I was in 4th grade, my school introduced a class called the "Extra-Curricular Activity Period," where we could enhance our skills. The best part? We could choose the class ourselves! Honestly, if this system had been introduced for academic subjects, most of us would have skipped mathematics, right? Unfortunately, there was no such scheme for academic subjects! One day, my class teacher gave us a form and said, “Students, you are requested to fill out this form, submit it to me by tomorrow, and pay the fees in advance.” I gave the form to my father, who, after discussing with relatives, dec...

In my Class 6, a new boy joined our class. His name is Prashant (name changed). On the first day of his school, he sat with me, and we had a funny conversation with each other. We both ate together, and as friends, we vibed a lot during those days. After one month, they conducted an examination. Since I studied in CBSE, their pattern for examinations was completely different from the state board syllabus. After the first midterm got completed, I was nervously waiting for my results. My mam came into the class with an angry face and said the whole class was filled with dumb minds. In that examination, my grade in all subjects was D, which means I just passed in all subjects. But my friend Prashant scored an A grade, which was an outstanding achievement for someone who came from a state board. This was because state boards mostly train their students to memorize the concepts, but in CBSE, understanding is the most essential part of learning. After getting those rank cards and getting sig...

When I was in class 5, my school offered two special classes called extracurricular classes. Their purpose was to engage students in various new activities, as focusing only on studies was considered insufficient. These classes began from class 4 onwards. At that time, my father forced me to pursue karate, which I hated. I had no interest in karate, but he didn’t allow me to make my own decisions. However, things were different in class 5. My friend was in the chess class, so I convinced my parents to let me join chess instead. I loved the class taught by my chess master, Sathish Kumar (name changed). The way he introduced chess was amazing, and I was curious to play my first match. But for months, he focused only on lessons, which started feeling slightly boring. Eventually, the real matches began, and I was thrilled. In my first chess match, I lost to my friend, the very one who had influenced me to play the game. Despite the loss, I never missed a single chess class because of the c...