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Everybody has a story. This is my story, what's yours?

Walks up to the stage, the audience clap.

Picks up the mic and starts my set, "Why do we fall?"

A loud cheer from the audience.

I smiled at them, "I would like to share my story with you. We'll get back to comedy after this, okay?

So, a few years back I was sitting in my room, all time books in front of me.

I had board exam the next day. I had a breakup the last night. I was shattered. I knew, I was going to fail the exam. I cursed myself for everything. I was at my all-time low."


"Some of you might be judging me already, but trust me guys, I was so stupid back then.

There was just one question in my mind; Why do we fall?

Why do we fall when we know that it's a trap?

My grades fell very badly too; I was an above average student until this."


"I was a 17-year-old, confused teenager. While all my friends were busy studying, I was trying to figure out life.

I wrote the exam next day. Fortunately, I did not fail.

I later realized life is simple.

We tend to complicate it. Happiness is all that matters.

Finding happiness, a task."


"How many of you learned to cycle the first time you sat on one?"

The crowd laughed.

"Okay, just tell me this, does it hurt more the first time or third or fourth time when you fall?"

"First," the audience uttered in unison.

"Exactly! It hurts the most the first time. It hurts less the consecutive times because we learn to pick ourselves up.

We learn to try harder. And when we succeed, we won't even remember the pain.

Some things in life aren't meant to be. Let go of such things.

The things that matter will find it's way back to you. It's just amazing how people are ready to pay to watch me perform.

Back then, I barely had anyone to listen to my problems."

"Everybody has a story. This is my story, what's yours?"

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