A bit about me: the intro

Hi all,

it's Ray here...

I am a 17-year-old high school girl.

#Indian

I have dreamt of this since forever. I have always wanted to tell people my story. I find a strange joy in that. since my childhood days, I was madly interested in reading and writing stories and poems. Gradually I grew up and that interest also grew at its best. But I never had a chance to show it to people. You know!

girls raised in a conservative Bengali family aren't quite allowed to fully enjoy their hobbies. It's kinda same in my case too!

I am a singer by the way! I am also kinda famous in my area.

I started singing when I was barely 3 years old. My mother was also an artist in her own days. After I was born, they found out that I could sing too. So they started giving their whole effort to my singing career (you know it kinda sucks when you become the first priority and parents start giving a lot of efforts). when I was, like 6 years old or something, I recorded my first song. I was used to doing some regular scratches and other goods. Life was going on in its own flow. I can't say that I wasn't happy. That would be unfair. But it wasn't also this that I was very happy or something. I just let things happen the way my parents wanted. But when I became 13 years old, my parents started dreaming bigger. Their expectations got way more complicated for me. they wanted me to try my luck in entertainment industry such as reality shows and music competitions. I never refused it but inside I felt that I wasn't ready for that yet. But they won't listen and kinda forced me to do this.

honestly, I was never a kid, too difficult to handle,for my parents. mostly, I was obedient and considered myself lucky to have such parents who gave much effort to settle me in my life. so, that time too, I didn't object and started going to an academy.

Later that year, my parents predicted that I am enough prepared to do the reality show thing. But still I urged them to listen to me. I was still not ready . I even told them that I needed more time. But all my requests were in vain. I went to the audition at last. I was thirteen years and eight months then.

Here, I am not going to write a romantic fiction story but give you the real account of my small life. people say that thirteen is an unlucky number . But I never knew that the most beautiful thing of my life would greet me in that same year!!