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Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 1 : The Break That Built Me

They always saw me as “soft.”

Quiet. Obedient. Always adjusting.

My name is Viyan —
And this is the moment everything changed.

After we lost everything,
My brother Devakumar and I left our town,
carrying pain instead of luggage.

It happened on a dusty afternoon...
A crowded bus in an unfamiliar city.
I took a seat, head down — like always.

Then came Saran.
He mocked me, loud enough for the entire bus.
Laughter spread.
My hands trembled. My lips froze.

Everyone turned—
waiting to see what the quiet boy would do.

And then… something inside me snapped.

I stood up.

I didn’t yell.
I didn’t cry.

I just… spoke.

That wasn’t just a reply.
It was my rebirth.

That bus ride didn’t break me —
It built me.

✍️ And this is where Viyan’s story truly begins…

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