Results

As I was following the 10th results for my cousin as well for few others my thoughts went back. I was reminiscing the d-day exactly 12 yrs ago.

Today literally my grand mother was chewing her nails and was before the tv to see the timings of the declaration of the results. I donot remember her the same way on that d-day. Still the scene unfolds before me clearly.


I was sleeping late and didnt wake up till 8.00 and suddenly heard my friends voice who had come all the way from velachery to my house to pick me up on the way. So, I went with her. And as i reached the school it was crowded cos in those days we didnt have the internet facility and we should only look for marks in the school notice board. So, when one of my friend told me that i had scored 85 % i was happy. For an above-average student like me it was a gift beautifuly wrapped considering my preparations... Know what i went to the cool romantic HUM APKE HAIN KAUN before my maths exam. Should i call it arrogance or over-confidence or careless towards studies. Whatever it may be i was glad and couldnt express my feelings, since i didnt know the value much.

But when i reached home it all fell flat on my face. There was no one to acknowledge in the least about my ACHIEVEMENT. Though my grandmother was happy she didnt really feel the impact of my CBSE scoring. Comparing with todays scenario its not a big score but that hardly mattered those days.

It was one of the early moments in my life where i really missed having my own family much, though i grew up in a joint family with more than 12 members. Nobody seemed excited nor impressed with my performance. Only when one of my friends mother came with a box of sweet to our next door tuition master did I realise how important the results were to the parents. And when he introduced me to his mother quoting my marks she gave me the sweets praising me this and that.... oh u have got such good marks in CBSE thts too wonderfullll......

It was the first sweet i got that day.....

I felt like laughing when one of my friend complained that her downstairs neighbour never congratulated her. I then thought about my house full of uncles their wives ....

Just reminiscing the past though i feel always its good to recall the good moments rather the bad ones. Sometimes, even the bad ones give you the morale booster for our climb in the ladder. Thats how i give a pat to myself.

It took me about a week to complete this post so the impact has been less.