Two Chocolates, and that ORDER - I Can’t Forget

When my son called and asked for two chocolates, my first response wasn’t “okay.” It was a typical parent reaction.

“Why chocolates?” I continued, “You know chocolates are junk food. Why do you need them?”

There was a short pause. Then he said, “Amma, I am not going to eat. I am going to gift. One for my badminton master, and one for my Dance Master.”

That answer stopped me and I suddenly felt proud.

Grateful, even. I smiled, stopped my vehicle, and walked into a nearby shop to buy them.

And that’s where the moment changed.

Inside the shop, a little girl - around 7 years old stood near the counter.

In a calm, practiced voice, she said, “One cigarette, uncle. It’s for my appa.”

The shopkeeper didn’t question her. Since she asked for just one, he opened a fresh packet and handed her a single cigarette, loose, with no cover and it went straight into her tiny hand.

She held it between two fingers. That image cut deep.

Here I was, buying chocolates as a sign of respect and gratitude and right beside me, a child was carrying addiction home.

Her hands were too small for that responsibility. Too innocent for that habit.

I walked out with the chocolates, but my mind stayed inside that shop.

Did that parent justify it by saying, “She’s just delivering it.”

But if a child can confidently ask for a cigarette, what are we normalizing for them?

A child should carry books.

Toys. Chocolates. Dreams.

Not cigarettes.

Even now, that moment hasn’t left me.

So I want to ask every parent reading this:

Are you sending your child to buy cigarettes for you?

Are you unknowingly teaching them that this is normal?

Today, my son learned about gratitude and respect.

That little girl learned how to carry a cigarette.

Both lessons were taught in the same shop.

And that difference… still hurts.

Let’s protect their innocence, not just from big dangers, but from the small, everyday ones we overlook.

A Dedication to Every 5 AM Dreamer

This Skillora Anthem created by me is dedicated to every student of "21 DSS Group | Batch 01 | January 2026" group who chose discipline over comfort and action over excuses. To those who wake up at 5 AM, showed up consistently, and believeed in growth.

Thank you Skillora Academy and Dr Suresh Pandian Sir for transforming our skills, mindset, and life.

I was stuck in the same old motion,
Dreams on mute, yeah I almost quit,
Every “someday” felt so distant,
Till I chose to rise, chose to commit.

From the silence, I found my fire,
From the doubt, I built my aim,
New habits, new vision,
I won’t ever play small again.

No more waiting on chances,
I trained my mind, took the lead,
Now I’m ready to claim my name.

No more fear in my way,

Hear me rise, hear me grow,
This is Skillora, watch me glow ✨
I’m unlocking what I’m meant to be,
Transform my skills, transform my life, that’s me.

I stand tall, I break through,
Every day I become brand new,
With my voice, with my power,
I’m learning loud, this is my hour!

5 AM : while the world still sleeps,
I show up strong, I keep my beat,
Discipline over comfort calls,
That morning promise, I never fall.

21 days, I rewrote my story,
Step by step, no shortcuts here,
From mindset shifts to action daily,
I showed up brave, I stayed sincere.

Mentors guiding every move,
Community pulling me through,
Not just dreams! Real execution,
I became the proof.

Hear me rise, hear me grow,
This is Skillora, watch me glow 🔥
I’m unlocking what I’m meant to be,
Transform my skills, transform my life : that’s me.

I stand bold, I break through,
Every challenge makes me new,
With my voice, with my power,
I’m learning loud, this is my hour!

Before the sun, I claim my win,
5 AM, that’s where I begin 🌅
Habits reset, mindset aligned,
Success is trained, not left to time.

4K learners standing strong,
Success habits pulling us along,
This is growth you can feel inside,
Skillora, we rise, we rise.

Hear us rise, hear us roar,
We’re not who we were before 🦁
From the 5 AM Challenge to mastery,
Transform our skills, transform our lives, we’re free.

Together strong, together true,
Mentored, focused, seeing it through,
With our voice, with our power,
Skillora Academy : THIS is our hour!

My Journey to Becoming an Early Riser 😴

From childhood, I always had one small but powerful dream, to wake up at 4:30 a.m. People said it was Brahma Muhurta, the most peaceful and productive time of the day. Somewhere deep inside, I believed that waking up early could change the way life is.

During my school and college days, I was an early riser,  at least by normal standards. Waking up at 7 a.m. felt easy. My body cooperated. Life was simpler.

In the early stages of my career, working till 4 a.m. and going to sleep at 4 a.m. was called productivity. In my early 20s, my body supported this lifestyle. I thought I was unstoppable.

But time teaches you lessons. Slowly, sleep problems started. Stress, pressure, sometimes sadness, all affected my sleep. Nights became restless. Mornings became harder. Even though I wanted to wake up early, I just couldn’t.

Yet, for almost a decade, one thought stayed with me: “If I wake up at 4:30, My Life will Change”

Anyone who has experienced staying up late at night like an owl knows this feeling, the heaviness, the guilt. The mind refuses to wake up next day and Morning arrives with regret, low energy. 

On the other hand, anyone who has experienced early mornings knows a completely different feeling, the silence, the clarity, the focus. Whatever you do at that time feels purely productive. 

So today, I am writing this blog after waking up at 4:30 a.m., with these thoughts flowing onto the page at 6 a.m. with a clear and calm mindset. 

How It Finally Started:

One random day, while scrolling Instagram, I came across something called “Transform Your Life in 21 Days! 💪 Wake up at 5AM, unlock your potential”. I didn’t even fully understand it. But it excited me.

Sometimes, when something aligns with your interest, you just know you should try, even if you don’t know anything about it.

The best part? It didn’t start on January 1st. Because let’s be honest 😆 we all take resolutions on Jan 1st, fail, feel guilty, and by Jan 5th, we want a fresh hand to hold again. This felt like that second chance.

I told my husband something very honestly: “I have never asked anything from you. Just help me wake up for these 21 days.”

And support matters. He kept the alarm, woke me up, and he went back to sleep.

Day one of 21 day challance felt different. Special. Can you believe this, over 5,000+ registrations and nearly 2,000+ people showed up on Day One. The energy was unbelievable. Just by waking up, I felt I had already completed one checklist for the day.

Not Every Day Was Perfect, And That’s Okay. Day two, I made it.

Day three, I couldn’t wake up. But instead of giving up, I did something simple. I switched on my laptop, joined the session… and slept.

Yes, I slept, but sitting. Wrapped in my blanket, Bangalore weather being kind and cold, I slept sitting on the sofa with my laptop on. And you know what? I was happy. Because I showed up, even imperfectly.

On Day Four, I saw the community posts. People sharing their effort, their wins. That hit me hard.

If you really want something,  you have to do it.

From that day, I became more sincere.

Today, it’s Day 10.

Out of these 10 days: 7 days I gave my 100%. 2 days I was half-asleep. One day I slept, but still stayed connected. And I am okay with that.

Because here’s the truth: A woman who used to wake up at 9 a.m., waking up at 5 a.m. itself is a huge achievement.

My goal is still 4:30 a.m everyday and I know I will get there with the community support and Dr.Suresh Pandian Sir. If You Want to Join the 5 A.M. Club, Read This

If you are holding this thought in your heart, here are my honest tips:

• Don’t aim for perfection. Aim for presence.
• Even if you miss a day or two, don’t quit.
• Target 21 days,  but forgive yourself if you miss a day
• Progress matters more than streaks.

Even lying on the bed with your laptop on counts. Be there. Watch. Listen. Absorb.

Community changes everything. Seeing others try will push you to try again.

I was also inspired by our Mentor Suresh Pandia Sir, who wakes up at 4:30 a.m., takes a bath, and starts the class every day. Even more inspiring was his intention, to give something back to the community. Yes, he is making changes to our life 

You know what? These 10 days changed me without me even realizing it. You can go through all my YouTube videos—I never showed my face before. But these days transformed something inside me. Yesterday, I posted my first YouTube video, and I surprised myself. The confidence I felt was different.

Another best part, honestly, is the workbook. It comes with thoughtful reflection questions that gently make you pause and look inward. When you write the answers in your own words and then see community members sharing their reflections, it naturally pushes you to do better. It feels like quiet homework - But a meaningful one. 

If you are intersted in his Session and want to make an impact in your life, you can attend his next batch. Transform Your Life in 21 Days! 💪 Wake up at 5AM, unlock your potential

Dr.Suresh Pandian Instagram Id :    |  Dr.Suresh Pandian Facebook   |  Dr.LinkedIn Id 

Skillora Youtube : https://www.youtube.com/@SkilloraAcademy-21DSS

Skillora Insta : https://www.instagram.com/skilloraacademyllp/

Skillora FB: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61584023961061

Final Thoughts:  Start slow. Start messy. Start imperfect. But start.

Thank you for reading — and thank you to everyone who made this journey possible. 💛

I Stopped Cheering for My Son

 I Stopped Cheering for My Son
 and That’s When I Realized Why Parents Must Never Be Silent

Today was my son’s sports day.

The ground was full. Children running. Parents clapping from their seats. 

And me? Initially, I was sitting quietly.  Just clapping.

Trying to look professional and NOT to be “That Over Enthusiastic parent”.

Yes, this wasn’t really me. I am usually the loud Parent who shouts😆

“COME ON!”

“YES YES YES!”

“GO BABY GO!”

I never care who was watching and never care what others thought.

But this year, something changed.

I looked around. Other parents were calm.

Phones held up, recording videos.

Soft claps. Happiness inside. Smiles.

So I told myself: Be mature. Be professional. Don’t overdo it.

My son ran his first race and he came second.

Instead of feeling happy, something felt missing.

I saw the disappointment on his face.

not because he came second,

but because he didn’t hear my cheers,

my loud shouts, my voice. 

Then came the obstacle race.

And that’s when I made a decision.

I Walked to the Finish Line, I stood there. And Everything Changed

Before the race even started, I locked eyes with my son.

Yes, he was almost 200 meters away.

He probably couldn’t see my expression.

But vibes matter. Energy matters.

And somehow, I believe he could feel it. 💛

I smiled. I gave him a thumbs-up.

And silently told him: “This is your race.”

The master blew the whistle 

And suddenly, I wasn’t silent anymore.

“COME ON!”

“YOU have GOT THIS!”

“HIT IT! HIT IT!”

“JUST 10 MORE SECONDS!”

Voices too loud, adrenaline high.

I didn’t whisper. I didn’t hesitate.

I didn’t care who was watching.

I cheered like a cheerleader loud and fearless.

And I saw it. That fire in his eyes.

That sudden burst of energy. That confidence.

He crossed the finish line. First place.

“Mama, I Got First!” And That Moment Will Last Forever

He came running to me. “Mama, I got first!”

We didn’t do a polite smile. We didn’t do a quiet clap.

We danced. We jumped.

We celebrated like it mattered, because it did.

And that’s when it hit me.

Nobody Will Remember Your Silence

As parents, we often stop ourselves.

What will other parents think?

What will the teachers say?

Will the principal judge me?

Am I being too loud? Too emotional? Too much?

But let me ask you something:

When your child goes to college, 

Will anyone remember 2026, that one parent shouted a little too loudly at sports day? 

No. Nobody will remember you.

But your child will remember this:

👉 “My mom was there.”

👉 “My mom always cheer for me.”

That memory stays forever.

If their talent, practise, displine and luck is 90%, 

Your Cheering Is the Extra 10% That Changes Everything

That emotional push. That voice they recognize.

That encouragement when they are tired.

✨ 

And, last important thing:

Teach Them This Before Every Race (And Life)

Before the race even started, I told my son something important:

“If you win, I’m happy.”

“If you don’t win, I’m double happy, because you tried it and thats all matter.”

Because children must learn this early:

✨ Failure is part of life ✨ Participation matters

Final Message to Every Parent Reading This:

Don’t shrink your joy.

Don’t mute your encouragement.

Don’t silence your love.

Clap louder. Cheer harder.

Say their name. Show up emotionally.

Because long after medals fade,

long after trophies gather dust,

your child will remember one thing:

“My parent was always there to cheer me on.”

And that, is a victory no one can take away. 🏆