Life is worst when you make yourself your enemy.
Jharkhand ki Rajdhani Ranchi mein aapka swagat hai (welcome to Ranchi-Jharkhand’s capital), this board confirmed that I reached Ranchi. The city where I was going to live for the next two years to complete my higher secondary schooling. The city which was holding surprises for me in packets.
I got 9.6 CGPA in my 10th boards and hence I got admission in D.P.S Ranchi one of the most prestigious schools of the city. I started living at my aunt’s home. Few months passed in exploring the city as well as in searching coaching classes. New city, new friends, more fun and least study, output was 60% marks in the first semester. It was very disappointing, for the first time I scored less than 90%. Time passed like a bullet and again in the second semester, I somehow managed to get 62%. I felt like cheating my parents but I don’t know why I was not able to study.
I was in class 12th now. I never knew it was going to be worse than 11th. Some guy spread a rumor about me and people started looking me as a culprit in my class, as a result, I started going to school very less. Now neither I studied at home nor did I go to school. Life gave me one more shock in the form of death of my cousin brother. He died in an accident in Kolkata. He was the son of my aunt, the same aunt with whom I was living. There was sadness everywhere, a sadness of death. My cousin died but sadness never.
I was depressed, I felt a heavy burden on me, the burden of breaking my parent’s trust by not studying, the grief of my cousin’s death, I felt as if I am responsible for everything. Month’s passed, it was January and I haven’t started studying anything yet. So I decided not to give 12th board exams. I started running from me.
One evening I got a call from my class teacher, next morning I went to meet him. I thought he will scold me for not coming to school but the scene was different, he asked me very softly why I was absent. I told him all the story and left with tears. Again in evening he called me up and we met again not in school but on a peaceful hill. He was caring like a father. He told me about life, how to face problems but he was not able to convince me to give board exams, the only thing which I agreed was to give practical exams for he promised me to support at every point during that. I gave practical exams. Later after practical exams got over he told me a line “even if you don’t appear for boards you are going to fail so why don’t you face it and get experience. Sometimes failure teaches you more than your success”. With those words I don’t know how he injected positivism in me. I started studying and appeared for exams.
Finally the results were out. I opened the website with a little hope of passing. I was surprised to see pass written on the page, I rechecked but it was same, I passed my 12th with 76%. It was something more than my expectation
Even today when I remember that year I think how a person can change the entire negativity into positive by a little care and few words. I will always be thankful to him for he made me look forward with a #hope for future.
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