Every girl is different, and her teenage experiences are
different too.
The journey from making mistakes and messes to becoming
mature is unique and memorable for everyone.
My teenage life – it didn’t give me comfort or ease, but
it taught me how to fight, how to stay strong, and how to rise
no matter what life threw at me.
The most beautiful phase of my life – my teenage years.
everything felt so normal, so happy. I had the best friend
circle, amazing bonds with my seniors.
Life was simple, full of laughter, and moments spent with
friends and family that made everything feel just perfect.
a life I truly loved.
All my life was just about studies – study, study and more
study.
Every competition felt like a race to be better than others
I was always trying to give my best, no matter what.
And because I went to a girl’s school, I barely had any
contact with boys. just a little interaction during tuition classes,
that’s all.
Even there, I was the “studious” type – the girl too focused on
her books to notice who’s noticing her.
The boys who tried to give me attention, I ignored, and the ones
who ignored me – well, I didn’t care either.
Because that was me – the nerdy ambitious girl.
And honestly, I loved my life that way. It felt perfectly mine
just like a teenage girl’s life is supposed to be.
My First Proud Teenage Moment
I still remember that funny yet proud moment !
Back when I was 16, in my 10th board exams – completely focused,
determined to top. And yes, I did ! Okay, my marks were a bit
less than what I expected, but still…I topped !
After the results, my school printed a pamphlet, and there it was
my name at the top. One of my uncles, who only knew me by
nickname, saw it and asked, “Is your real name Mansi?
Are you the one who topped?”
I still remember how proudly I said,” Yesss, that’s me!”
with the biggest smile on my face.
That was the frist real victory of my life – a moment that made
me believe in myself.
The Turning Point of My Teenage Years
But just a few days after the results came out my entire teenage world turned
upside down. Everything that a normal teenager should have
or at least deserves to have – just vanished.
It felt like someone had pulled the ground from beneath
my feet. My life, my dreams, my little joys…
everything changed in a moment.
I was diagnosed with cancer – Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, which
is a type of blood related cancer.
It’s said to be little less painful than other cancers, but it’s
something you can never completely get rid of. Getting free
from it is extremely, extremely difficult.
I grew up all of a sudden. I missed out on everything my friends
were doing – enjoying college life in 11th grade, working on
assignments together, going out for movies, dating, gossiping….
all those little things every teenager does.
I never really got to live that part of life – it just slipped away before
I could even feel it.
Because of this cancer, my whloe life turned upside down
I made a lot of mistakes, took some wrong decisions, and messed
up more times than I can count.
But through it all,I never lost my courage. I faced every operation,
every treatment, with strenght and grace –
Challenges only come to those who have the strenght to face
them..That’s exactly what I believed.
With that thought in my heart, I handled everything…and I’m still
handling it.
Oops…I’m Strong!
I still remember – there was a girl in the hospital, admitted in
the room next to mine. she was maybe a year or two older
than me. she felt so terrified, it felt like her whole world had
fallen apart. Her parents were helpless – they had no idea
how to calm her down.
I even tried to comfort her myself..but she just wouldn’t listen to anyone.
And that’s when it hit me – my problem was actually worse than hers,
and yet, I never needed anyone to calm me down.
Maybe I’m just built different – maybe I’m too strong for my
own good! ( laughs) But honestly, that thought gave me courage.
That day, I walked into the operation room without any hesitation – just me,
my strenght, and a little bit of attitude.
Whenever friends or relatives looked at me and went, “Ohh, poor girl…”
I just wanted to roll my eyes so hard they’d get stuck. Like,excuse
me? poor girl? Seriously?
I mean, I’ve gone through massive treatments,still, managed to
smile, kept up with my studies, and did things most teenagers
can’t even handle on a normal day! How on earth does that make me “poor”?
If anything, it makes me pretty darn and strong! So yeah – I’m not
a “poor girl” I’m that girl – the one who fights battles, cracks jokes,and
still gets her homework done!
So yeah, that was my teenage life – a little weird, a little wild, and packed
with new challenges every single day.
How was your teenage life? Do you guys also remember your teenage
days just like I do?