Coming from a small town in Assam, I had no idea where life would lead me. I graduated from Scottish Church College in Kolkata and went on to complete my Master’s in South & South East Asian Studies from Calcutta University. Like most, I tried to follow the so-called “safe path” — a corporate job in IT. But deep inside, I knew I didn’t belong there.

I couldn’t breathe in an environment where I had to beg for leaves or follow orders that made no sense. I wasn’t meant to just exist — I wanted to live. So one day, I took a leap of faith and quit. I had no backup plan. No mentor. No trading background. All I had was a burning curiosity for the stock market and a belief that I could make it work.

I thought watching business news, reading financial papers, and listening to TV experts would be enough. But I was wrong.

Trading humbled me.

It wasn’t a journey of quick wins — it was a path of painful lessons. I started in 2013-14, at a time when information on trading was scarce and overpriced. Trainers charged ₹40,000–₹1,20,000 for 2-day workshops teaching the same age-old candlestick patterns and indicator-based strategies. For someone with limited capital, that was a luxury I couldn’t afford.

With no choice, I chose the road less traveled — self-learning. I obsessed over charts for 15–16 hours a day, trying to create the "perfect strategy." I mixed and matched indicators endlessly, only to find myself losing all my profits to just one or two bad trades.

But time and truth have a way of revealing themselves.

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