Today, I ask myself: why am I leaving my country, my business, and my dreams? You can’t imagine the promises I made to myself about Bhaykur.
I know it sounds silly, but I’m obsessed with this project.
Now, nothing seems to go right.
The brother who once supported me in the Web3 world has stopped talking to me.
I didn’t come here just for anyone, but I thought someone would be with me. (No need to mention)
I thought, I have my one friends, but she ignore me after getting what she wanted.
Yet, I believe that when bad things happen, good ones are just around the corner.
I’m grateful for my new three friends.
Jamuna is like a sister to me, and I’ll always stand by her.
Aakriti and Punita are incredibly supportive. I know I’ve been talking too much lately; I’m just feeling overwhelmed.
I haven’t felt well in days. Midterms are approaching, and I’m scared of failing. It’s only been four days at this university, and I’m not prepared for what’s ahead.
After admission, it feels like the college has turned its back on us. I worry that I’ve chosen the wrong path.
I always dreamed of being a great company founder, but now I feel lost, as if I’m drifting away from my love for Bhaykur.
Or, Am I just another confused Gen-Z founder?
I feel uncomfortable inside—an unhappy.
I’m on the brink of quitting everything I’m passionate about.
What am I doing?
I am so sorry for my brother.
I know I’m not the best younger sibling, and I feel guilty for not doing anything good for you.
Honestly, I don’t have the words for anyone right now.
I just want to be alone and work on what I love.
But now I’m confused about what that really is—fame? Money? Power?
I don’t think it’s any of those things.
I just love leading the company. I love explaining my project to anyone who’ll listen.
Okay, guys, this confused dreamer has lost his dream here.
The end of Subarna’s projects, and it’s the end of Bhaykur—the dream of developing Nepal.