This is not your usual story. My name is Santos , and I find our life's cycle fascinating. From the time we are born, we are educated and trained for a predetermined role.

In my perspective, many of us are born for academia. In our society, most parents aspire to raise professors, doctors etc..

There are others, like me, who are not meant for books. We, the dreamers, innovators, trendsetters. Our kind doesn't thrive in textbooks but in our aspirations.

I always questioned the norms, the societal cyclic process. Here's a provocative thought, have you seen a professor in a Bugatti?

Don't get me wrong. I respect educators. But, my point is, our societal norms box us, limiting our dreams and ambitions.

As a child, I questioned these norms, often wondered about the societal structure and its implications.

Yes, I was different. The dreamer, the misfit, the one whose eyes held galaxies of dreams and ambitions rather than textbook facts and figures.

My journey was not easy. Many a time, I felt alone. Ridiculed for my dreams, my ambitions seemed like a distant reality.

Amidst all this, I found solace in my dreams, my ambitions. They gave me hope, they made me feel alive.

I wasn't born in a wealthy family, not even the middle class. But, my dreams, they were always royal, untouched by my socioeconomic status.

Despite the hardships, I never gave up. I worked tirelessly for my dreams. Long nights, harsh criticisms, failure, but my dreams kept me going.

It was a tough journey. To continually fight against the societal norms, to hold firm against the tide, was not easy.

With time, my dreams started turning into reality. My efforts were bearing fruit. My ambitions were no longer a distant reality, but within arm's reach.

I started my own venture. A small step, but a giant leap for me. I knew this was the path for me, the road less taken.

My venture prospered. I could finally provide myself the life I had dreamt of. I could live my dreams, not just dream them.

My dreams were not just about success or wealth; they were about breaking the monotony, the cycle, to make a difference.

I bought my dream car, a Bugatti. It wasn't just about owning a luxury vehicle, but a symbol of my struggles, my triumph over them.

I am not against academics, professions, or societal norms. My point is, it’s essential to question, to dream, to think beyond the conventional.

To all the dreamers out there, you are not alone. It's okay to dream different, to break the cycle. Remember, your dreams are valid, no matter how big or small.

Allow these dreams to guide you, let them bring in hope, courage, and resilience. Believe in your dreams; they hold immense power.

Remember, it’s okay to be a dreamer. It's okay to take that road less traveled. It’s okay to fly high, to reach for the stars.

It’s not about the destination but the journey, the transformation. Embrace your dreams and yourself. Your dreams are an extension of you, they are you.

Where there's a dream, there's a way. Where there's hope, there's a chance. So, keep dreaming, keep hoping, keep soaring.

My name is Ilvin, and I am a proud dreamer, a proud disruptor, a proud conqueror. And remember, the bigger your dreams, the more beautiful your journey.

And as I have always believed, a dreamer in a Bugatti is a dreamer who dared to dream big, and worked hard to turn those dreams into reality.