My Life - Hurdles in life.

           Hi! Myself from City Thane, I will be sharing all my day-to-day problems in my life. So let's begin with my story...

        Once upon a time, I was born with many disabilities but still my family was happy to see me. I was born into a middle-class family. My father was a worker in a reputed textile company.

        He used to work late-night shifts so I used to call my father papa as usual like other children. my father used to work hard, he used to sleep in day time and work night shifts. I remember I was appearing in 4th std, the first time I started understanding what problems are. 

        I was a very dull boy who never had any interest in studies and everyone knew i was clever in sports and other activities. One day I was playing cards with my younger brother, we started fighting and my father were sleeping as usual night shift, so got awake from sleep, we got scared and ran away from our house. We arrived in the evening at home and later then father removed his belt from pant and started beating us. we cried a lot that evening. Next day i came from school and started chit-chatting with my family and then my father asked "show me your result?" Me: (scared) silently gave the result to my dad. Dad: (angrily) "how can you bring such bulshit type of marks as you have been promoted to next standard, such a shameless fellow". And then father took my bag threw all my books on the floor in front of my house and BURNED all my books 

and said to me : you are not liable to study , i will send you to boarding school there you will be treated very rudely then you will start studying properly.

        Now i will tell you the scene behind it - as everybody knew i was not clever guy in school as i would understand every wording in subjects too late. I never understood anything what teachers taught us. I try my best to understand what teacher taught but failed and thats why used to get promoted to next standard and never used to clear my exams. That days my father was not educated as he was passed 8th std and my mom completed 12th std in marathi medium and i was been studying in English medium School. However i passed out 7std as usual. In the month of June ( while enjoying vacations) very sad moment arrived in my life; Morning 8:00 O'clock i was slept beside my father, everyone woke up early in the morning. I completed my daily chores, now its 11 O' clock AM still my father was sleeping so mom asked me to wake father up so i shook but he did'nt response so i shook him hard but still no response. Mother checked whether why so long father was sleeping my mom found father's toes was turned into blue color, mo got scared called all neighbours and took my father at hospital. Doctors did all check ups and at last said "he is no more... you should have come little earlier as we could save him." When we knew this news we started to cry a lot, my mom went in a shock. she was not in her sense. 

Silence.......

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My father was brought home in ambulance van. I was still crying. then all my relatives arrived at home. All my relatives started to give Sympathy and Encourage to my mom. Now you have to look in your children and etc. As i did all the ....

        

My Life – Hurdles in Life

Life, as we know it, isn't a straight path. It’s a winding road, scattered with speed bumps, potholes, and sometimes even roadblocks. In my journey, I’ve faced hurdles—some small enough to step over, others tall enough to make me stumble. But each one has shaped who I am today.

The Unexpected Turns

There were times I thought I had everything planned. School, career, relationships—they looked good on paper. But life doesn’t follow scripts. It tears up the blueprint and hands you a messy, improvised map. The job I dreamed of didn’t come through. The people I trusted walked away. And the goals I set? Some got pushed far beyond the horizon.

The Inner Struggles

Not all battles are visible. Some of the hardest hurdles are the ones inside—the silent battles with self-doubt, anxiety, or the pressure to be “okay” when you’re not. I’ve had days when I questioned my worth, wondered if I was enough, and felt like giving up. But something kept me going—sometimes a voice inside me, sometimes a friend, or even a random quote that felt like a sign.

Lessons from the Pain

Every hurdle taught me something. Rejection taught me resilience. Failure taught me humility. Loneliness taught me the value of real connection. And every time I fell, I realized I could get back up stronger. I learned that it’s okay to pause, cry, rest—but not to quit.

Gratitude for the Journey

Looking back, I don't resent the hurdles. They were painful, yes. But they brought out strength I didn’t know I had. They introduced me to people and perspectives that changed me for the better. They made me more empathetic, more grounded, more real.

Still Running

I’m still on this path. New challenges come up, and old ones sometimes return. But now, I meet them with a little more courage and a little more faith. Life isn’t about having a smooth ride—it’s about learning to run with heart, even when the road is rough.