the 12th class

Class 12 is a strange phase of life. You are old enough to understand responsibilities, yet young enough to feel lost sometimes. Every morning begins with the sound of an alarm, a heavy school bag, and a mind already thinking about unfinished chapters, upcoming tests, and the future.

Somewhere between physics formulas and mathematics problems, you begin to question yourself. You watch your friends prepare for their dreams while quietly wondering whether you are doing enough for yours. Parents expect results, teachers expect progress, and you expect yourself to have everything figured out.

But nobody really talks about the tired evenings, the unfinished conversations, or the feeling of watching another day pass without becoming the person you wanted to be.

You miss the simplicity of childhood, when happiness meant playing outside without worrying about tomorrow.

Now, every small decision feels important.And somewhere beneath all the pressure, you are still just a teenager, trying to find your way.