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The Journey of a Dream Arjun was a 14-year-old boy from a small dusty village in India. There were no coaching centres, no libraries, and most kids left school before Class 10. Life was hard — but Arjun had something rare: a dream that burned stronger than any excuse. He wanted to become an IAS officer. Each morning, while his friends still slept, Arjun woke up at 5 a.m. He washed his face with freezing water from the hand pump and sat with his second-hand books. His schoolbag was torn, his shoes were stitched many times, but he carried something more powerful — hope. In school, teachers often smiled sadly and said, “IAS? Be realistic.” His classmates teased him, calling him “Collector saab” with mock salutes. Arjun never got angry. Instead, he smiled and said to himself, > “One day, they will salute me for real.” He didn’t have YouTube or coaching classes. He borrowed books from a cousin who studied in the city. Once a week, he visited his neighbor, who let him watch UPSC toppers’ interviews on an old phone. Some nights, there was no electricity. Arjun studied under a dim lantern, while mosquitoes buzzed around. Sometimes, he skipped dinner because his family didn’t have enough food. His parents, both farmers, worked from sunrise to sunset — yet always said, > “Beta, keep studying. Maybe your life can be better than ours.” One evening, while sitting near the riverbank, his best friend Raju asked, > “Arjun, what if you fail? What if all this effort is wasted?” Arjun looked at the setting sun and replied, “If I fail, I’ll try again. I don’t fear failure — I fear giving up.” That one sentence defined Arjun. He was not just reading books — he was building a future. He was not just memorizing facts — he was training his willpower. While the world laughed, he prepared. While others scrolled through social media, he solved mock papers. People in the village still whispered, “He’s wasting time.” But Arjun didn’t care. Because he wasn’t chasing money. He wasn’t chasing fame. > He was chasing respect. He knew that one day, when he walks into the village as a real IAS officer, everything would change. The same people who doubted him would cheer for him. And that day, his dream would no longer be just a dream — > It would be history.
At every turn, I found darkness, But I lit the lamp of hope within. Dreams were shattered, skies fell apart, Yet I gathered strength from deep within. They said, “You can’t do it,” I smiled and said, “Just watch me win.” Tired, broken — but never stopped, I walk ahead, I never drop. Every drop of sweat tells a story, That I’m not defeated — I’m still fighting bravely. No matter how far the destination lies, I’ll carve my path under the skies. Because I’m that boy — Who doesn’t cry when he falls, He gets up and runs harder than before.
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