The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on Samrat's temples as he returned home. Though he held no official title of Sarpanch, his family's enduring influence ensured the panchayat's decisions echoed their counsel.
Adhiraj had effortlessly managed the village affairs, leaving Samrat feeling adrift in a sea of unfamiliar complexities. He sank into the sofa, a dull throb pulsating behind his eyes, a testament to the day's arduous learning curve.
There are many days when I get so lost in these worlds that I choose to spend my time writing instead of focusing on my studies. It is a big risk to put my stories before my studies, and in a way, I am betting a piece of my future on these pages. However, the joy of sharing these chapters with you makes that risk feel worth it. Your support helps me stay independent and proves that all the hard work I put into my writing is truly valued. Thank you for helping me turn my passion into something real.
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