In 2010, everything expanded.

Facebook arrived, the blue app that became its own universe of games, people, secrets, and opportunities. YouTube followed, and that’s when I discovered Adobe After Effects.

I became obsessed with editing Sharingan effects from Naruto, not to become a videographer, but because it was rare, different, and gave me an edge.

The edge, it whispers to you. Are you paying attention?

After that, college came, and another obsession, chess, took the place of the previous one. Not chess played at a casual level, but chess played at a serious level.

Magnus Carlsen.
Garry Kasparov.
Bobby Fischer.
Serjey Karjakin.

I studied their openings, middlegames, traps, and their brilliance. I watched games, analyzed positions, and replayed matches in my head. Chess helped me to have a sharper memory.

Every move you see, every plan you make, it shapes you. You notice it slowly. This pulled me into mnemonics. I imagined malls in my mind, turning stores into memory points. I practiced memorizing sequences, images, words. It boosted my mental sharpness.

But one day, my uncle beat me in chess. And my father said to me:

“It’s too late to be a grandmaster.”

That crushed me. But it also taught me resilience; some dreams shape you even if they don’t come true. Sometimes the stop signs are just mirrors.

This period also carried the one that got away to my best friend, and a relationship I poured my heart into, only to watch it drift apart. I didn’t understand it then. Looking back, I realize it was part of the blueprint.

You think you see the pattern. You don’t yet. But it’s there.

One thing I only wish is to see you successful and see you building the dreams you wanted, and happy to see you with your family. Even heartbreak leaves quiet lessons.

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