But The Memory Remains! (Contd..)

Ronit: While doing one of the course in our second semester , I was pretty confident about making good grade in that course right from the starting, the reason being that I found that course interesting. I was quite quick in grasping the concepts there and it looked like a cakewalk..

Me: Wait.. Wait.. Wait... So, you couldn't make it and started crying. That is pathetic, man! These things don't matter a lot.

Ronit: Hey! Hold on. I know the extent till which these thing matter and neither am I that stupid to cry for any trivial matter which you seem to be assuming.

Me: Oh sorry! Carry on.

Ronit: I never realised when I became so over-confident about that course. In the first test, I didnt get good marks. My score was 28/60. I gave the answer sheet for recheck and with the amount of over-confidence I had, I was surely expecting a good increase in my marks. Moreover, the test average was also very low to keep my confidence intact.

Then came the second test. I knew that i haven't done anything great even in that but was expecting nice score just for the right approach in all the questions.

Next day, I got the rechecked sheets of first test and there was no substantial increase in my marks. I felt bad for some time but just ignored it and waited for second test's paper. This was the time, my illusion started weakening.

Then after a week, I got the marks. I did terribly bad. This time, I got only 16/60. I performed below the average. I was totally shattered with what I had done with that course. I kept my calm, again asked for rechecks. I talked to my instructor, he just refused to increase the marks. By then, I could feel some wetness in my eyes. It was embarrassing and i didnt feel like persuading him any more. I asked him to talk about my paper with the instructor incharge. He accepted the recheck request and asked my instructo to re-evaluate the paper.

But now I was out of the illusion. I was not expecting any good increase now. I walked to my room, and then my tears bursted out. I wanted to be slapped. I was sitting in my room with the door closed for more than an hour doing nothing. That was the time of self-realization. As per my expectations, my marks got incremented only by 3, making my sum as 19/60. People around me were asking me to chill out and consoling me saying that the course has not been handled properly. I just smiled unwillingly.

I was preparing well then onwards. Third test was easy. I got good marks but then everybody got. My relative performance was not getting improved. I was not in a mood to compromise, for me it was the challenge of a lifetime. I knew that i will still not get 'A' grade but i was concerned only about performing well in that particular exam to prove a point to myself.

The final exam (compre) paper was good. I felt that everything i learnt, was getting utilized in some way or the other. The answer sheets were distributed after three days. It was going to be my encounter with my same old instructor. He didnt remember my name; he had no reason to. He called the name, i went to collect the paper. He shockingly asked me if that was my name. I affirmed and he gave me the answer-sheet. I had got the maximum marks in the compre. I took the paper, left the classroom without speaking a single word and rushed to my room. That was the only place where i could probably have exclaimed my feelings. I was on my knees thanking GOD, dancing in the air and finally lay down on the bed looking at the roof with tearful eyes. I, then, browsed through my answer sheet; few tear drops fell on that and I still have that with me. That time, I just didn't bother about my grade or anything else in the world. I had achieved what I wanted.

Me: Holy shit! Tera 'A' grade banaa ya nahin??

Ronit: It doesn't matter much. The number of things which I got to learn from this one incident was more than enough learning for one engineering semester. Those are the values which I will keep following throughout my life. Waise 'A' grade bhi ban gayaa tha. GOD helps those who help themselves!

Me: I can understand why you couldnt tell me it that time itself but after knowing this now, I really feel proud to have such a friend.

Ronit: Oye, Tujhe Coke se bhi chadh jaati hai kyaa? Chal ab thodaa so le yahin pe, subah nikalna hai.

Me: Ab neend kahan aani hai.. Chal yaar campus mein ghoomte hain..

(And both of us left!)

Sorry Guys for taking so long time to be back on my blog. But this is not just me but BSNL also which need to be blamed for this. Anyways, I will try to be frequent now onwards. Cheers!