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The Power Of Youth-Activism In Creating Change

You are never too young to lead and never too small to make a difference. [SITUATION:] Rehaan: So… another protest flyer, huh? What is it this time, plastic, politics, or climate? Shreya: Climate, actually. Global Youth Strike. You should come. It’s this Friday, we’re making posters tomorrow. Rehaan: Shreya, do you really think skipping school and waving a banner is going to save the planet? Shreya: It’s not about the banner, Rehaan. It’s about the message behind it. People notice when we speak up. Young voices echo louder than you think. Rehaan: I don’t know. We’re just teenagers. No one’s going to change policy because a bunch of 16-year-olds marched through the streets. Shreya: Really? You think Greta Thunberg waited till college to start speaking? Or that Boyan Slat was some scientist when he began designing ocean cleanup systems? Both were teenagers, just like us, and both believed one small voice could grow into a global movement. Rehaan: Okay, but those are big n...
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POVERTY IS A STATE OF MIND

You’re not truly poor if your dreams still shine, You'll break the chains, it's all in the mind. [SITUATION:] {Raj: Humble, upper-middle-class ; Aarav: Wealthy, upper-class} Raj: Hey, you’re still here? Aarav: Yeah. Just didn’t feel like going home yet. Raj: Same. I stay back sometimes. It's quieter. Feels like I can hear myself think. Aarav: You always seem to have it together, Raj. Like you know where you’re going. Raj: Not really. But I know where I want to go... that helps. You know what I want to do, become a big artist and inspire others by my paintings. Aarav: That’s all good, but I don’t even know what I want. I have everything, but it feels like nothing fits. And, with of all of this study piling up and the pressure of inheriting my dad’s company, I feel like I just need some time to relax, and this is the best way. Raj: Temporary pleasure. You ever seen a lantern and a lamp in the same room? Aarav: A what? Raj: A lantern, old and simple, burn...
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CULTURE CHANGES WITH ECONOMIC DEVELOPMENT

When the ways of life change, the ways of thought cannot remain the same. [SITUATION:] Maya: Another designer café just opened where that old bookshop used to be. This city’s turning into a lifestyle magazine. Logan: That’s economic development for you. Higher income, more demand for aesthetics and comfort. Maya: Yeah, but sometimes I miss the old-school vibe — local snacks, aunties selling handmade jewelry. Feels like we’re trading culture for frappes. Logan: I get that. But maybe it’s not a trade, just a shift. Culture isn’t gone — it’s just... evolving with what people can now afford or access. Maya: So you think more money automatically means culture changes? Logan: Not automatically. But economic growth gives people new opportunities. More exposure, faster tech, global influence — that all reshapes behavior, fashion, even what we celebrate. Maya: Like how street food now comes in food trucks with neon lights? Logan: Exactly! Same flavors, but repackaged for a mod...
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DEMOCRACY WITHOUT ACCOUNTABLITY IS A TICKING TIME BOMB

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Democracy without a guiding hand, Breeds chaos like castles built on sand. [SITUATION:]           Characters: o    Quinn (An ideal student for law, one who is observant while determined) o    Miles (Quinn’s supportive best friend, with a calm and grounded nature) [Scene opens with Quinn sitting at a long wooden table, surrounded by open books and handwritten notes. She’s flipping through a thick volume of constitutional law. Miles approaches, holding two cups of coffee.]   Miles: “Still chasing shadows at this hour of the night, where shadows aren’t visible?”   (He sets a cup beside her with a gentle smile.)   Quinn: “Some shadows are cast by things too large to miss even in the darkness.” Miles: “And some by things too quiet to notice—until they’re everywhere.” Quinn: “The council’s silence on the budget discrepancies… it’s not just quiet. It’s calculated.” Miles: “They call it restraint. But sil...
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THE TOP 3 'SUPERPOWERS' I ALREADY HAVE...

Have you ever seen others asking each other, what superpower do you have [2x]? If you asked me what superpowers I’d want, I could say time manipulation or flying. But, do you know the actual truth, I already have superpowers. And, they don’t come with a cape or a cool theme song. They come from within our heart, mind and beliefs. If I had to talk about my top three, then, At number one, resilience. Life throws curveballs, bad grades, tough days, people who doubt me. But I bounce back. I may fall, but I rise. Every. Single. Time. First time, it’s luck. Second time, maybe it’s still luck. But, a third time. That’s not luck. That’s strength. That’s my power to keep going when it’s easier to give up for others. At number two, imagination. It’s my escape, my engine, my secret weapon. When the world feels too loud or too heavy, I close my eyes and I build new ones. I imagine solutions to problems, stories that haven’t been told, futures that haven’t been written, scenarios that feel more...
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IF I COULD EXPLORE ANY HIDDEN TREASURE...

If I could explore any hidden treasure, it wouldn’t be buried underneath dirt and ruins or locked away with mummies in pyramids in Egypt. No—my treasure lies deeper. It’s hidden in the quiet corners of the human heart, in the dreams we dare not speak, and the emotions we try so hard to hide. I want to uncover the treasure of feeling—the kind that makes your chest ache and your soul sing. The joy that bursts like fireworks when you feel truly seen. The sorrow that lingers like a shadow, teaching you strength. The love that’s unspoken but felt in every glance. These emotions—they’re the real gold. Raw and real. Pure to the core. And, dreams are part of such feeling. They shape what we want to feel. They’re the maps to this treasure. Dreams are fragile, yes—but they’re fierce. They survive storms of doubt, earthquakes of fear, but still whisper, “Keep going.” I want to explore the dreams of those who were told they weren’t enough. The dreams that were buried under expectations, under ...
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PREPARING FOR AN IMPORTANT TEST

It always seems impossible until it’s done. And, it truly did seem impossible to me, at first. My final exams for social science. I didn’t like the subject at all, but I had to get good marks to pass my 9 th , didn’t I? I still remember. I walked up to my reference book and looked at the syllabus. I stared at it, for what felt like half an hour. There were chapters I had neither seen nor understood, much less understand. So many dates, events, names,.... too overwhelming. It just wouldn’t stick in my mind. If I have to say, I felt like I had already lost before I even started. And, you might ask, what was the challenge in all this mess? It was doubt and a mountain of chapters that I had not even touched. But, I can say something very confidently, something as challenging as this wasn’t really something that would stop my heart from going on. So, it’s something hard for me to believe, but for once, I had to agree with something my mother said to me. Breaking topics into small steps....
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