Friday, February 11, 2011

Prologue of the Story I plan to write

“If u study at this rate , u will definitely not get ur degree within 4 years. U have been failing in the exams for the past 5 sems and still don’t seem to learn anything from the failures. We have lost our confidence in you. We have wasted lakhs of rupees paying for donations ,college fees etc and u end up getting arrears again. U misuse all the facilities given to you. Don’t communicate ur problems to us. Tell us lies or hide the truths from us. When are you going to learn?” My dads voice has been heard at an exceedingly loud voice over the mobile phone and i have already started feeling my head ache. I am tired of listening the same thing again and again. Yeah my sem results were really poor, but is this post mortem really required when i myself am at a loss to figure out what went wrong.

“Remaining Silent for 5 sems , u thought u have got away from us while all that u have been doing is cheating urself and failing miserably. U are never going to change. U are not fit even for a peon job” My dad continued screaming at an ultrasonic pitch. I felt that its time he kept quite and i get to scream. I was getting agitated… Loud beeps startled me. It was my alarm. I was having a nightmare which was going to turn into a reality in another couple of hours. My results were out at 6 pm .I always dread the period when i have to wait for the website of the dumb university to load. It seemed to take a lifetime to load the page showing my result which i more or less knew. Finally the dumb page did turn up. Another dreadful result….Though i did expect the result to be worse, the first five minutes after the results come out, I observed a five minute mourning silence.

Anyway I was pissed after seeing my results and wanted a well deserved rest for at least an hour. Somehow the nightmare ruined the effect of the blissful slumber I had been enjoying. I got up eventually to fresh up and get ready for my dinner when i heard my mobile ringing .I prayed to god before picking up to see who it was. It showed “DAD Calling”.

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