Hey Machus, let me tell you one thijjh story. I’m Basim. Not a topper. Not a full failure either. Just an average fellow with some not-so-average dreams. After Plus Two, I was like one plastic cover floating in Kerala monsoon — no clue where I’m going, just drifting like a lost WhatsApp forward.

I didn’t want to waste years sitting in a classroom studying something just for the sake of it. My friends were all joining regular college, some just to pass the time, some because their parents forced them. But I was like, “Adh, nammale moodin pattiye alla”. I need to find something that excites me.” You know, like that feeling when you open a pack of “banana chips” and it’s all crumbs — pure disappointment.

At that time, I was fully into watching trader reels, gym motivation videos, and those hustle BGM types. Gym I went regularly too. Got a few results also — then stopped. Like my motivation. But those reels gave me a small push: “Basim, do something productive. Don’t just sit and scroll, machuh.”