The ring of my cellphone woke me up from my afternoon siesta. It was just 10 minutes or so since I'd fallen asleep. I picked my cellphone. It was my friend calling. I answered it with my half closed eyes. Before I could even utter a "Hello", "Results are out!", she exclaimed! I woke up with start! Results out? Omg! I hope I've done well! "Be ready in 10 minutes, I'll be there to pick you. Let's go to college". I told my mom about it and all she said was a little okay! I was ready in a jiffy and I waited for my friend and there she was bang on time!
On our way to college both of us spoke about everything under the sun except about the results. We reached college, saw my result... I'd passed. A wave of relief washed over me! But then something else came into my mind! I wasn't a nine point something! I didn't speak much to anyone there. Just checked a few of my other friends results! There were a few of them who had scored a nine point something! I came out of my department and met one of my lecturers. She asked me about my result and I told. And she looked at me and asked, "Why not a nine pointer?". I just looked at her, dejected!
The obsession with marks will never end! Take my word for that. I reached home told mom about it. She just told, "Why didn't you get a nine pointer?". Before I could even tell anything, she walked away. And she didn't speak a word to me all night! And there was my little brother who kept teasing me, calling me names! Why? Only because I wasn't a nine pointer! (Glad we get GPAs. My condition would be worse if it was marks!)
Yes I did score nine pointers in my first year of engineering and it was rather easy then. But now, the syllabus is never ending! I stopped. I didn't want to give any reasons. I knew I hadn't done badly! I logged into Facebook, and there were my friends posting their results! Most of them nine point somethings! I wasn't jealous but I was more upset. I went into my room, locked myself inside. Tears came rolling down! No one had congratulated me for my result. Was I that bad? I knew I wasn't! The messages kept coming and everyone kept asking my result! I switched off my cellphone! I thought to myself I may not have scored well but what about all those things I did and all those events I was a part of during the semester! Had anyone managed all of that? No! I couldn't be the best in everything. But probably there was something in which I was a 10 on 10- Being myself! I switched on myself and there was the starting message which I'd written...
"Keep smiling! You are special. You are unique!"
And of this I was sure!
And put on smile, went in front of the mirror and said, "Congrats dear. You rock!"
After all an 8.75 wasn't that bad!
