A blank face. A four-storied marvel. A drop of sweat silently sliding over my cheek. An angel at the doorway, with a smile that cannot be forgotten. She held my hand, and welcomed me inside. It was a new world for me. Perhaps another dimension of life which I had not been able to perceive before. I was nervous. I wished the angel, and tried to make myself comfortable by getting myself a seat. To my surprise, there were many more like me in that weird chamber filled with desks and chairs aligned in rows. And they all kept beckoning me to take a seat beside them. I felt better...
...so the class v final examinations were fast approaching and I had absolutely no idea how I'd be able to finish so many chapters in Mathematics! Besides, I'm such a loser when it comes to Mathematics. And then there was this Unit Test the next day! I told mom that I won't be able to make it through to the Senior Section at this rate! But mom had faith in me. That evening she forgot everything else and started helping me out with my math... Two weeks later, we got back our scripts. I crossed my fingers. Before Sir distributed our scripts, he said, "I'm really disappointed with your performance. Only five boys scored above ten out of twenty..." I was like, SHIT! He continued, "...and JUST ONE STUDENT scored a twenty!" Whoa! Some student he is! One by one, the boys received their scripts as if they were death sentences, and they broke down to tears. Only one smiled as he scored a fifteen. Damn! Even the class-topper scored an eleven. Then it was mine. Jesus! I wish I didn't open the fold and peek in. TWO OUT OF TWENTY??? That's IMPOSSIBLE!!! Then my partner came to my rescue. He exclaimed," OH MY GOSH, Arka, you scored A TWENTY!!!" WHAT??? But it was a two wasn't it? I checked my marks once again! I summed them up! OH YES! YES! It IS A TWENTY... didn't notice the zero. I scored a 96 in Mathematics in the Final Examinations. That one evening changed everything...
(to be continued...)
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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