Thursday, September 13, 2007

Things aren't the way they were before.

Things aren't going on well for me. I am failing miserably everywhere. And I cant see a solutions coming up. Maths exam went terrible. I knew everything but my luck doesnt seem to be favoring me. Or maybe it was the lack of confidence that caused me to stumble at the easiest of problems. I think I should have worked harder even if I knew everything. Practicing a bit more would have helped a lot. But I have another excuse. I was the last to reach the hall(Yes I know its my own mistake but this way I can assure myself that the mistake was not academic and my ways are OK.), and found a single seat in the last row. Now in the excitement of examination, I forgot to take the answer sheet from the invigilator and just kept sitting on the seat praying for a better result this time. But when the bell rang the TA's were lazy enough not to come personally and just kept passing on the question paper. I was waiting for the paper cursing the TA under my breath and just when the paper reached me did I realize that I had nothing to write the answers on. I ran frantically to the stage and took an answer sheet from there. But now I had forgotten the question paper and I waited for a TA to give me another copy of the question paper which I took and sat on a seat on the front row which, had I seen previously, the whole incident would not have occured. Now I had lost my 5 minutes. It was a bad start and I will blame the TA for this which caused me to lose my patience and excited me a bit more than needed. The paper was a lollipop but I was doing the easy things the harder way. Lost my concentration maybe. Then when the exam was over I was the first to have been asked to give my answer sheet back, to which I did not conform at first but was later forced to, and the answer sheet was snatched. I felt a rage of anger surging through me and I was simply out of words. Blaming 'Bhagwan' for all this fiasco, I came back to my room and started crying to myself. Once again I was feeling low and I could find no solution to my problem. My mother called me later that day, just before the second exam and asked me to pray for a better paper this time which I did immediately and consequently got not only more than 70 percentile marks but also greater than 6'2'' which I shall surely treasure.