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THE ILLUSION OF BEING SPECIAL

When we were kids, we honestly believed we were different.
Not just different, special. Like we were born for something big. Bhargav Ram
In our minds, we were future champions, the world’s number one, or

maybe the hero of a story
only we can tell.
Back then, it felt so real.
And in a way, it’s nice. That little belief pushes us to dream bigger, to
imagine more.
But then life happens...
We grow up. We meet people, classmates, strangers, friends of friends.
Slowly, we start to notice something we never thought about before...they
also once believed they were special. They too thought they would stand
out.
That’s when it hits, we’re not the only ones. We’re not the “main
character” in everyone’s eyes. We’re just… "part of the crowd".
Some people accept this and move on. They call it maturity, and maybe it
is... But some don’t let go.
Some still hold onto that same spark from childhood. They still see the
world in colour when others see it in grey. They imagine, they dream,
they get lost in thoughts, and because of that, society sometimes calls them
childish or unrealistic.

But maybe they’re not wrong...
Maybe they’re the ones who’ve managed to keep something most of us
lost, that little bit of magic. The part of us that believed life could be more
than just study, assignments, and deadlines.
Because no matter how much we “grow up,” there’s still a small version
of us inside, the kid who believed in impossible things.
Maybe growing up isn’t about killing that inner child. Maybe it’s about
keeping him/her safe. The world might never give us crowns or titles. But
maybe being special was never about being on top. Maybe it’s just about
holding onto that spark, and not letting it fade, no matter how old we get.