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A Festival Called Farming🌾

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                       📍 June 29, 2025 Some days don't just pass… They stay. They bloom in your memory like saplings in wet soil. June 29th was one such day. ✨ The Morning That Began Like Any Other It started like any other morning. I woke up early and headed to the terrace for practising Yoga, as usual. The breeze was gentle, and I felt calm — unaware of the little joy that the day was about to grow in me. My cousin had just come home from Hyderabad, and I spent some time with him after breakfast. We laughed, talked, and caught up after months. Then around 10 AM, my brother came and said, "Let’s go to the fields." I followed him — not knowing I was walking into one of the most beautiful experiences of my life. 🌿 The Mud Beneath My Feet When I reached our fields, the workers had already begun transplanting paddy. To step into the field, I had to take off my slippers. The moment my bare feet touched the cool, wet mud… I felt s...

“Why I Chose UPSC — Even When Everyone Said No”

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  “This is the moment I paused, just before underlining a dream. A small study desk. A big map. A globe I spin every morning — not to see where I’ll go, but to remind myself where I came from. 📍” I was born in a small village where girls don’t often dream of becoming IAS officers. Where ambition is often exchanged for early marriage, and confidence is replaced with compromise. But my life has never followed the rules written by others. When I lost my mother in 4th standard, the world thought I would break. But my father Venkata Ramana Reddy stood by me like a mountain, strong and silent. He worked in the fields, day and night, so I could get an education. So I could dream beyond the dust of poverty. And dream I did. I didn’t want to “settle” for a job just for the salary. I didn’t want to accept that girls like me don’t reach Delhi or Harvard. I wanted to serve . To rise . To change what people think is possible. So, I chose UPSC. Even though people told me it’s hard. Even though...