I Request The Following Schedule For My Child For The 2016: Fill & Download for Free

I was born in a town Chhuria, located 50kms away from District headquarters (Rajnandgaon). I studied till class 8th in Chhuria, and then went to Rajnandgaon for further studies. I opted for an ICSE school there, since I was getting 75% fee off as my mother was a teacher in their Chhuria branch school. But since my parents didn't want me to live alone in Rajnandgaon, they shifted to Rajnandgaon along with me and we lived there for 4 years (2014–2018).It was very tough for my parents to manage in the city as we were not financially well off. My father's monthly income was mere- 8k, and my mother's salary- 6k per month (excluding the money that she used to get to travel from bus from Chhuria to Rjn.)My mother sacrificed a lot for me, she is my life. She used to travel (up and down) from Chhuria to Rjn (daily 100kms) to continue her job. She would leave home at 7 am and would come back to home at 5 pm.Now coming back to the worst child (me) who didn't care about the sacrifices of his parents and wasted his 9th and 10th on fb and girls, etc. Due to my bad friendcircle (I just don't want to meet them ever again in my life.)I secured 56% in 9th and 70% in 10th (that too by cheating).I, then wanted to start a new journey/life so I went to my grandfather and requested him to admit me in DPS school (its fee is very high and my parents couldn't afford it, thats why I asked my grandfather about it). He then got me admitted in DPS Rjn.This was the best decision of my life, I got the best teachers (read as - parents) there and I gained a lot of respect in my teacher's view due to my effort. I was not at all intelligent (not even now), but my Bio teacher believed in me a lot. She is next to god for me, she has changed my life completely. I used to get full marks in Bio and Chem in internal exams but i used to fail in Physics. The only exam in Physics that I passed was on Surface Tension topic/chapter (I got 15/25 in F.A) .Now, comes the new turn in the story, I again went out of track in october 2016, due to my rich friends. They all were rich, i enjoyed my whole class 11th with them and again started social media c****apa.Got 71% in 11th with 37/70 in physics.I came to know about NEET in the beginning of class 12th, so once again I started working hard and this time for cracking NEET. I did not knew any basics of Physics or Maths. One day our teacher (Physics) punished me and asked me to kneel-down in front of the class, because I did not knew anything in basic math.“Abe tereko basic plus minus ni krna aata bhai, mai tumlogo ko physics kaise padhaunga.”It was the BIGGEST AND THE BEST ADVICE TO ME BY ANYONE, I DID NOT TAKE IT AS PUNISHMENT, I TOOK IT AS AN ADVICE BY MY TEACHER.TRUST ME GUYS, I WAS NOT ABLE TO SOLVE A BASIC EQUATION(THAT A 6TH CLASS GUY CAN EASILY SOLVE) IN THE BEGINNING OF 12TH CLASS.So i took it seriously and started learning basic math (6th class math) from youtube, slowly my physics improved. I thought that if this much hardwork can fetch me such a boost in my physics score and confidence, then I was ready to work hard for the whole year.I started working very hard, from august 2017, I used to go school on alternate days. I used to study at night from 10 pm to 9 am then i used to sleep. I used youtube to understand difficult topics.The biggest reason for me to study at night was that in my 12th class- my father started drinking , so there used to be fight in my house between my parents everyday from August to March. I still remember how my mother used to cry everyday on our condition, it motivated me to study more and more.Then comes 12th board exams- I was not at all serious about it, since I was preparing for NEET only, but unfortunately my NEET didn't go well because of the stress and hurry on the exam day (I got 372)But Allah/God/Bhagwan gifted me for my hardwork -(Dainik bhaskar-published in all Chhattisgarh editions).Guests were- Padmashri Dr. Bafna ji, mayor of Rjn, and two ministers of Chhattisgarh.92.6%in 12th CBSE (I know it is less for other Quorans but for me it was a big motivation to study in drop year and it gave me a belief that hardwork never goes in vain. Allah/God/Bhagwan will pay you for your hardwork).My parents were very happy, so they got me admitted in Allen Kota, now i am expecting around 589 in neet. I will share the kota journey on 5th june .PS: Sharing my Kota story here will make this answer too long.Thankyou !I want to say thanks to Varsha Tripathi for editing my answer. Thankyou!Update- I got AIR -936 in AIIMS 2019.!

There are several and many more to come.It started with when my beautiful daughter got diagnosed with a terminal brain tumour at fifteen years old.Christmas Day 2015My daughter starts vomiting due to head pain so severe she can’t even stand. She’s crying, “Mummy, Mummy, help me.” I phone an ambulance and we get rushed to the A&E. The staff waste no time in taking blood samples and also start hooking her up to an IV. They begin antibiotics! I’m really worried, but I can’t show I’m worried; all I can do is try and keep calm for her sake.The doctors are talking meningitis (parents’ worst nightmare) tests they want to run and explain that it is unusual since she has no temperature, yet the other symptoms would suggest it’s meningits. Booked her for a lumbar puncture procedure and CT scan, which won’t take place until the following day.Boxing Day 2015My daughter is still vomiting, the antibiotics aren’t working, and the pain relief for the sore head isn’t helping. In fact it’s getting worse. She’s meant to go for CTscan at 3pm how can she wait that long?? I ask for it to be brought forward as all her bloods came back clear and surely it would show something in blood work - they agree and bring it forward they schedule the lumbar puncture to be brought forward.CTscan complete we are back in the ward room waiting for the lumbar puncture and are comes. This time a dr I didn’t recognise before and said he was a neurologist- from the neuro sciences ward and that they didn’t need to do the lumbar puncture anymore as they found a mass on the CTscan. They would be transferring my daughter to their ward instead and put her on steroids to treat the pain. Dexamethasone.We ask what’s the mass how did it get there and what can be done. They said they would wait until the consultant neurosurgeon came in but they would send her for an MRI to get a better look at what we were dealing with.Sunday 27 December 2015She gets an MRI done with dye. The consultant neurosurgeon arrives. He comes because this is an emergency situation. He tells us from this MRI that what we are dealing with is a really nasty growth in her brain tumour. It’s got tentacles and is causing lots of pressure in her skull and that’s why she needs the dexamethasone. It’s deep inside her brain at the thalamus, it’s been there a long time and only now has it decided to play funny buggers (his words not mine). He cannot tell us exactly what it is (I can tell he knows just won’t say as he can’t be 100%) unless he does a biopsy. I can see the MRI I see this monster inside my daughters head it’s the size of an orange compared to her brain it’s massive fear completely comes over me. I cannot cry I have to remain hopeful positive for her sake and I cannot know if it’s good or bad so I cannot scare her by getting upset. So a date is set and we await our future. We do not leave the hospital. She can’t go home. She doesn’t understand the seriousness of it and wants to go home. She’s unsteady now on her feet and we can’t risk a fall.29th December 2015Today is the day of the biopsy. She’s refusing to get it done. She wants to go home and forget all about the tumour the outcome she just wants to go home. She agreed now she’s backing out she’s scared she doesn’t want people putting her to sleep she doesn’t want them to poke inside her brain especially with the risks involved of damage they can do. She needs to get another MRI so they can see where they are going in the biopsy as the other one wasn’t clear enough as she had moved a few times. She was just fed up. I have to talk her into going down to the theatre to see what it’s like she’s curious like me, I ask for scrubs she’s laughing at me and my funny hat and I start playing her music trying to calm her relax her have a laugh joke around. While I’m doing this the anaesthetist is starting to prepare her arm and putting cannulas in. She’s saying “you can’t do this I didn’t agree, you can’t put anything in there yet until I say you can correct?” All the while the drs and nurses and me are trying to get her to relax and boom she’s out. I cried my god did I cry, to trick my child it was in her best interests we needed to know and she needed to know. It didn’t make it any easier on my guilt!5Th January 2016Today is the day we get the results. There’s lots of hype and I’ve requested to have the results before her so I can prepare myself and be able to function to support my daughter - they refuse they say it’s not a good idea but a social worker sees my concern that if it’s bad it’s best I’m prepared so I can wholeheartedly support my child. They tell the social worker to tell me. OMG my heart has been ripped in two. It’s a glioblastoma Grade 4. Cancer.We go into the room. A lot of us were there. There’s my beautiful child sitting there innocent as to what lies ahead. The consultant explains she has a tumour were it is what it’s called and they can’t resection it or remove it. They don’t use the word cancer. She askes well if you can’t remove it what then? He explains there’s some treatment options and he will refer her to oncology they will be in touch in the next week to schedule a treatment plan and she can now go home. She’s been told no contact sports and to take it easy no knocks or bumps to the head and be careful going up kerbs on paths and stairs as she may be out of balance.All this goes over her head she doesn’t even realise it’s cancer she doesn’t understand any of the terminologies. So when we left the room she asked me what was he saying and could I explain it again. When I told her it was cancer explained what oncology meant she said “well Bob’s not paying rent so he can get the f*** out”. How I loved her positive outlook, how I wish I could take all this away. How I beg inside myself for what we heard to be unsaid and to be untrue to go away and wipe away those last few weeks of being in that place everyday. How can I burden my child with my fears of what lies ahead? I have to suck it up and be her pillar of hope her strength her everything.That was one of my worst few days of my life the ending one being the worst.February 2016This is the start of the radiotherapy and temzolomide treatment schedule her oncologist set for her and is meant to be the best treatment option for this type of tumour. She thinks it’s fun a new adventure “it’s Bob’s time to get out now mummy”. Due to the delay in treatment starting she’s starting it later than they suggested took a full 6 weeks to get her treatment plan sorted. The steroids are starting to effect her weight and her mood is effected by this so to see her positive this day was delightful.Radiation and temzolomide has its effects - she lost her hair; not all of it but most of it, it was bald in some places more so than others, it broke her heart. She loves her hair, she loved dyeing it all different colours from blonde to pink to green at times! It broke mine watching her lose it, I hated to imagine how she felt when it happened. I wished I could take it for her but I couldn’t, I felt useless.She was getting down she was saying “I can’t do this I can’t cope without my hair, I’m ugly, I want my life to end now”. So she asked me to shave it off so it didn’t go all tatty and woke up every morning to find clumps missing and the bald bits wouldn’t look bad compared to the bits she had left.We spent until the June in and out of Hematology at the hospital due to her being neutropenic.June 4th 2016The previous day we had a beautiful day! We went to the zoo were they held a dream night at the zoo she got to feed the giraffes and lots of other things. She was let out of the hospital just for that as even tho she was sick (neutropenic) and needed antibiotics she wasn’t that sick she needed to stay in hospital. So her oncologist a lovely consultant decided she could go to this event. She then returned home for some dinner and while at home some things started to happen that were strange. She started to zip up a coat (she wasn’t wearing one) and upon trying to go upstairs to the bathroom she took full body tremors started talking drowsy and said they were lovely unicorns she fed. Instead of letting her continue to go up the stairs we decided to take her straight back to the hospital.Upon returning to the hospital she returned to normal thinking state and the nurses were informed of the changes that had happened but she appears to have snapped out of it and instead got really hyper like she had been giving loads of coffee when she hadn’t (excited almost).They tried to wake her during the night as she had had an accident and they couldn’t get her awake so they changed her and reported to the on call at the time. In the morning the consultant came and said if she didn’t wake by 1 hour to send her straight for a CTscan.She didn’t wake so a CTscan was arranged. She started to vomit. She wouldn’t respond to anyone but me. They tried to check her pupils but she wouldn’t open her eye for them but when I spoke in a commanding vote and said “Look at me” she opened her eyes briefly.We went for CTscan and her oncologist was in the room in 15mins. He said “it’s not looking good! It appears the tumour is back and it’s proggressing really quickly. I don’t understand it’s only been 6 months and we expected she would of got longer much longer. We can’t give up on her she should of got much much much longer. We are going to give her a high dose of steroids. We call it a resurrection dose in the hope it will wake her but if she doesn’t I’m afraid there is nothing we can do. The next 24 hours are crutical”.I sob, I can’t help but sob I’m not absorbing this information right now! I can do nothing to help my baby! My girl is going to make it I hope she does! She’s a fighter like me she will make it I tell him.He’s upset he tries not to cry but he’s just as upset he talks me through a DNR what’s the point in her suffering if she’s not going to wake up?The drugs are given they continue to give her around the clock monitoring. No sign of waking. Just the odd mumble for a KFC.I buy her a KFC I BUY HER SEVERAL IN THE HOPES EVEN THE SMELL WILL WAKE HER. We start preparing her brothers our family our friends to come and say goodbye. We wait!6th June 2016As I lay there beside my child with one headphone in her ear and one in mine I’m singing and crying cherishing every second I have left with my child, the outlook looks grim the time is almost up and nothing…But then I hear “mummy hiya”. Back to sleep she goes I call a nurse but they say sometimes they can do that. Then I go back to laying there singing and I hear “mummy if it’s not to much trouble can I have a roast dinner cause I’m starving”Of course you can you can have whatever you like! She falls asleep several hours go by where she dips in and out but by late that evening she was tucking into a fry!Oh how I was overjoyed the steroids worked and life was looking good again but unfortunately it didn’t change what they saw on that CTscan. I was pulled into a meeting and that is when they prepared me to bring my daughter home to die. She couldn’t go upstairs anymore — she had to be moved into the living room and palliative care now had begun. I am a realistic person but I’m also an optimistic person and I will not give up on my daughter. They can say what they like but I will help my daughter live for as long as I can. No matter what they told her to me she was still living and would continue to do so for as long as I could help her.She returned home and I helped keep her mobile, we got Physio out and I had her walking several times daily. We built up her strength — she often asked what was the point, she was going to die it was “just a matter of time”. She got depressed, the high dose of steroids didn’t help with that or her weight even though she was on a full organic diet with supplements, she still gained weight. That’s the awful side effect of steroids and it wrecked her. Me telling her 50 times a day she was beautiful and listed all her beautiful qualities it never made her feel better. I always told her even when she had fallen out with me I loved her.She used to withhold saying “I love you” at times thinking it annoyed me when she was mad at me but it didn’t teenagers are so funny sometimes.Our lives went on we did what we could September rolled by and my daughter became really depressed she wanted to end it she saw her oncologist weekly even tho her treatment had ended early as quality became more important than quantity. The steroids had reduced due to her weight gain and mood and the effects it had on her ability to walk at times. Joint pain all over.At the end of September .At a weekly check up I just said “what about an MRI?” The consultant sat back and rubbed his chin. “Well she’s still here, she’s living her everyday wondering if today could be the day and she’s getting really depressed she doesn’t want to do anything and I want her to live her life, I think there’s been a change and I think you should do an MRI as my daughter can’t keep living not knowing she needs answers and so do I. I’m grateful she’s still here but she needs to know so she can be straight in her head were she’s headed.” I boldly said. I mean if you don’t ask you don’t get? He agreed considering the steroids had been reduced significantly since she left the hospital in June and we were now in September.MRI RESULTS OCTOBER 20162 weeks laterMy daughter was anxious she had been anxious a lot over this last year but this day she was tremendously fidgety and worried. She wasn’t hopeful. I was and was excited for the results i told her that she didn’t seem like a dying person as she’s improving everyday. Think positive, she tried bless her but the anxiety was building. When we got in her oncologist didn’t muck around. Well he said “it’s good news! There is barely any swelling and there is necrosis of the tumour on the outside and it appears Bob has stopped growing for now he’s even shrunk a little” we asked to see the MRI and when he pulled it up I was ever much so hopeful I even pointed out the fingers that were there before weren’t there anymore and he indeed confirmed that! She was over joyed and so was I!She was reluctant to take it on board fully. She new it was still there but had a glimmer of hope that day and that helped change her mood!We left there singing and laughing and joking it wasn’t the end of our journey by far but it was a positive day!Fast forward until August 2017Things are changing since July. The left arm where her tumour was has now stopped moving, she can’t lift it. Her left leg is also the same, her memory is getting worse, she is taking panic attacks hyperventilating and needs diazepam to help anxiety. Her eyesight has deteriorated and even though ophthalmology can see nothing wrong with her actual eyes they give her chunky glasses which she finds hilarious. She’s having periods of confusion and minutes where she doesn’t, not anyone, not even myself and she gets so scared. She’s talking about death a lot that she’s running out of time and funeral arrangements she’s going over and over, she wants me to cry she wants me to cry with her so she can comfort me?? I’m getting scared and she is scared! Steroids are going back up and we have asked for an MRI we feel there’s changes. The oncologist decides to put a boost up on her steroids for 2 weeks he says see how that goes and we will do the MRI books her in for it for the Friday fortnight.We arrive for the MRI but he’s to see her first wants to know how she got on with the bigger dose of steroids. When we told him symptoms had not improved and that they were getting worse he said “I’m sorry I’m not doing the MRI this is progression now and doing an MRI won’t change that, all I can do is make sure that you will be as comfortable as you can with palliative care.”My world is smashed into tiny pieces“How long have I got?” She asked. “Maybe Christmas I can’t say just enjoy your birthday and take each day as it comes” he replies. “Christmas? I can’t go at Christmas I can’t do that to my family” she cries. “Don’t worry love Mummy’s got you”. Even then I didn’t want to absorb those words.Things changed quickly on the 1st of September, my child would not awaken. It was time for a syringe driver. She knew we were there she said to me “Mummy I don’t want you to see me like this but I don’t want you to go” I affirmed “don’t worry love I’m not going anywhere I brought you in I will see you out no need to be scared mummy is right here”. The end had begun.Those next few days I was right in bed beside her holding her talking singing. Her breathing started to change and as I lay on her chest listening to her heart beating. I sang her song she said was from her to me and her heart beat got fainter, and she took a small sigh. I touched her head and said “Its okay we love” she opened her eyes took one last sigh and she was gone. There was no pain no fear no sadness. She was free.My daughter was due to turn 17 on the 8th of September. She peacefully passed away in the children’s hospice pain free with me in her arms on the 3rd of September at 3.20amMy daughter was a very humble child for the age of her dealing with an adult brain tumour. When people used to tell her that she was “so brave” she used to say “mummy I’m not brave, I’m facing it because I’ve no other option”.She was a beautiful girl with lots of awesome qualities and a very strong young lady. I will miss her always and so will her brothers, it took me several hours to write this and it could be longer but it would just be too long to read. My daughter will live on in memory and I will hurt everyday of my life and yearn to hold her again.P.S I am sorry if this contains some bad grammer or typos. (Has been brought to my attention) It took a long time to write and I was upset on doing so. I also appreciate all the thoughtful and kind words people have sent in comments thank you for all of your kind words xI will reread it and fix it when I get a chance. Thank you for being so patient and taking the time to read my story.

Here are a few points I would like to make clear🔴▪️If a student wants to go to his/her school on a very cold day, it doesn't mean that he/she have to meet his/her gf/bf. There can be a special class which was scheduled on that day.🔴▪️ If a male friend calls to your daughter, it doesn't means they are dating or it also doesn't always means that the boy has some wrong intentions. May be he has called your daughter for asking any homework or assignment.🔴▪️If your child wants to switch from keypad phone to that of android one, it doesn't means that they want to show off to their friends or because their friends have the android one. Sometimes it's our own wants and needs.🔴▪️If you are protecting your daughter from her male friends, just have a check on your “son” too.🔴▪️If a student has an android phone, it doesn't means that he/she will definitely have a bf/gf.🔴▪️ There are many indian parents , which don't allow their daughter to do any private job, even if she is not so capable of that government job, stop forcing your child to die preparing in that government job preparation and after that they will say that the girl have no dedication towards study, that's why she didn't get success. And after that they will plan for her marriage. And her life is over. It's like do government job or die.🔴▪️Some months back, i have posted my pic on Facebook and in that i was wearing salwar-suit. I was just sitting in the garden of my friends house. I love to get clicked so i had got clicked by my friend. Since i rarely wear indian dresses so got more interested in taking pictures. I took one of them and posted on fb with a caption of a line of Punjabi song and at last I used that “❤️” sticker. My mother saw that and start arguing me and scolding me that for whom you have made that heart? She scolded that what's the need of posting a picture. I don't usually do so but i think after 1–2 years i have posted something on my profile. My dp and profile picture has not changed from 2016. I didn't expect such replies from my mother. She told that you wanted to attract people and showing your pictures so that boys can message you. I was like what??? We do everything for others or what? We also have some interest. I don't post there daily. I said about my cousin that they also post , then she said they are in job or marriage. So i was shocked like i have to get married to post a picture. My friends daily Post some pictures and chnage their dps regularly. I hvae stopped changing dps and also stopped putting dp on whtsap too. Just because i am not having job. I can't put a dp that's so great. May be it sounds childish but i seriously don't like the thinking. A girl hvae to listen this things from their parents before marriage and after marriage she have to think about in laws. Means a girl if she have a job she is matures enough and if she is married she is mature enough and other girls are useless? I think parents should change their thinking here. Because if this thinking most of their children have kept them on block. I can also do the same but i wanted to be frank with them. And one more thing if my brother changes dp or post anything my mother will comment something nice but don't say anything that feels so bad. It's sucks being a girl.🔴▪️If your child asks/request you to go to another city for better studies and growth, it doesn't means that he/she wants his/her freedom. May be he/she is unable to concentrate or may be having some disturbances at home because of daily family issues among family members.🔴▪️If a student want to buy a new top/dress, it doesn't means that her mind is just filled with fashion and modelling. It's one's likes and desires which she says to her parents.🔴▪️If your child is smiling, while looking at her phone then it doesn't means she is talking to her bf. May be she is seeing some meme shared by her friends.🔴▪️If you are not allowing and keeping restrictions to your female child for having male friends, pay attention to your male child also. Please don't discriminate between your childrens.🔴▪️If you daughter talks to her friends for example twice a week and boy child talks daily even late nights. Then also you will just question your female child not your male child's. Why so? Just because we are girls and we hve to marry one day?🔴▪️Your son goes out daily just by saying that i am going outside and your female child is struggling to ask you once in a month to go to meet her friends. What is the reason of this partiality? You create so terror in your girl child's mind that she can't share anything with you freely. And you are expecting her to share everything with you freely?🔴▪️Mother says to learn cooking and other household works and when father see his child just busy in household works or in cooking, he gets angry. What do u expect from your child? To be a magician or all rounder i.e. to cook by one hand and to solve maths problem by another.🔴▪️ Parents should also understand that other child’s mind and intelligence level is not same with yours. We feel bad when you compare us again and again with them.🔴▪️Parents should understand that every child is not capable to get selected in the government exams. If his/her interest are not matching with yours, then you should not force your child to do anything🔴▪️ Parents should understand that we want peace to study and not the food that we get all the time at home.🔴▪️Seeing other children who are not going out ,they will not send their children for studying in another city too, but they will never pay attention to the ones who went out .🔴▪️ Parents should keep so Frank nature with their children, so that their child can freely share any problem or anything very freely without any tension.🔴▪️Parents should also understand that just Government Employee is not enough for your girl to get Married.Parents nowdays are like boy would have slept with 5–6 but he have Government Job. That's perfect for their girl to live happily. Afterall only Sarkari Naukri matters for them.🔴▪️I am writing this answer on qoura, but my parents may be thinking am chatting with bf. Please stop thinking all that. Many other things are their thn just talking with bf/gf.These are the points which i feel parents should really understand and pay attention too.Each and every points i felt that parents should understand this. I wish i could easily say this to my own parents. But i am not able too. Because am a girl who has to just listen and follow their orders, and not say my own views.Thank you for reading my long answers and please try to ignore the grammatical mistakes 😊EDIT 1 :- I am not doing any gender discrimination here. I have just wrote what i felt, what are my views and what i get to listen. I am not saying that parents should leave there children ok their way fully. But atleast they should not do such discrimination or make rules that a child (wther boy/ girl ) may feel insecure / uncomfortable in his/ her own house. Some are worthy of that rules and some feel irritated. If a student of class 12 comes home after party at 11 pm amd if I , a pursuing post graduation get scolded even i am outside at 7pm and that also i never go alone, then here the point is different for every parents and every stage of their Children. Don't misunderstand please.Once again am telling everyone has their own problems and i have written about me , can't say about yours.🙂Edit 2:— Am facing problems in my pg , as m introvert ,I don't talk much with anyone. So everyone have a image of mine that am very egoistic or have so much of attitude. So my pg mates (4 people) have targeted me to kick me out of the pg. My pg owner have talked about this to my mother. But my mother didn't say anything to those girls, because she thinks that I am the one who creates problems eveytime. These girls are like that, you will come from outside and you will hear that you have stolen someone's box of sugar or salt. Then what will you do? Just stand and listen to those nonsense and cry or shout at them for their illogical things. So here my mother believed them and not me and not only my mother but my pg owner too. Because these girls are 4 in number. And if 4 people are saying something that's truth but if I am saying something that's always wrong because only 1 is saying. So I am feeling very very bad , at present because if your parents only don't trust you, how can you make understand to others about you?. This is the reason I don't share every problem that happens here in my pg, but upto when I will hide? These girls blackmail me that they will make me nude and will beat me and make a video and make it viral. I have not shared this line to my mother , but what will happen if it really happens? Who will be responsible for it? I am feeling very sad because my mother is not supporting me at this point, am very much disturbed from last 3–4 days. Am searching new place, but still my pg owner calls me everytime and ask me to leave this pg. Today is the anniversary of my pg owner. I have gifted a bouquet of red roses to my pg owner, and my pg owner thanked me and said leave this pg as fast as possible, otherwise they will throw my clothes and bags outside. I am feeling so helpless at the present. I don't have any friend that can come here and stand for me and support me.So, the conclusion is this, if any parent is reading this, please support your children. Please listen to them, their problems. Trust them, if they are living away from you. Asking them to come back to their home and finishing their carrier is not the solution to this problem. Support your children , stand for them, be frank to them, so that they can share their problems very freely. Understand your child's situation, before they get in a big problem or think of doing suicide.