Dugo_Writings

Yes, everybody's childhood would have been an impactful and memorable journey — so is mine. I spent my primary days in my native place, Hunsur — a very special place that will forever remain in my heart. Even though I spent only a short span of time there, it still feels like home every time I pass by. It takes me back to the old me, walking down the streets after school with a pack of cream biscuits — my favorite back then. The road where my sisters and I walked every day for our sangeetha class, the return walks filled with endless silly conversations, learning how to ride a bicycle, spending time together — I would do anything now to relive those moments when my two sisters were always by my side for everything in life. We used to talk, play, draw, and paint together during the holidays. Every holiday has a special place in my heart. Summer vacations were the best — filled with joy, laughter, and family. I love how we were always there for each other as a family. Even my fri...

After eighteen long years, here it was!!! We were in the finals yet again!! And, 3rd June 2025, was the finale🔥 With such an outstanding performance by each individual in every game, I truly believed this was the year we’d finally win that maiden trophy! Social media was buzzing with all kinds of content about RCB—expected celebrations, the emotional rollercoaster of a journey till 2025, poojas, prayers—it all connected with me deeply. And not just in Bengaluru; it was the entire country celebrating the team’s journey. Man! It is indeed a damn special team and a special year!!! I felt just like everyone else out there, wanting my team, my captain, my king to lift his trophy this year. Never had I imagined that I would become this emotional, fuzzy, and on edge with just the thought of the match. I needed some kind of reassurance that we were going to win—more than anything else in the world that day. I even wanted to reconnect with people I had drifted apart from, just to talk to ...