My SSC Result in 2006 - Part 5 !!!

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            But I kept crying as I wanted to act that I am the most effected person of this calamity. Soon, it was 1 PM and my father knocked the door as he came for the lunch time. As soon as I opened the door, my father smiled and forwarded his hand for a hand - shake with a lovely word - CONGRATS BETA. As soon as he said this, I started crying. Now I dont want to reveal this that these tears were the cousins of crocodile's tears or it were as original as the tears of the contestants who are rejected in a reality show. My father said that now its no use of crying now, you have already wasted a year in fun and masti, now it's time to think about future. But I kept crying like a girl leaving her parents in the ceremony called BIDAAI. But there's a sympathy with that girl but in the condition I was into, there was no sympathy for me. Everyone knew that whole year I have just made comedy shows in my friend's circle. At 2 PM, father went back to his factory to act as a manager while I sat in my bedroom thinking about my future and where to complete my 11th and 12th. 

           I started thinking that what was the reason of my failure? Where did I lacked and why did I lacked? The biggest reason I found was I never concentrated on the subjects which were difficult for me. I didn't understood Maths and Social Sciences and I never even tried to understand them. This was my biggest mistake. If I would have concentrated on my weaker parts, I would have crossed 70% easily but I kept studying the subjects which were already prepared. The second reason of my under-performance was Computer. In 2005, there was a trend of resignato search a new job, he bought a computer on 5th December, 2005. Before this I had never operated a computer and as soon as I saw a personal computer, I went mad as I already felt that I'm a Software Engineer. The biggest crime that my father committed was that it had internet too. When I got used to computer and understood how to connect internet and surf different websites, I planned a new strategy.

             I used to sleep all the day and I said my parents that don't wake me up when I sleep as I'll study in the nights as it's very quiet. So, I used to open my books at night 12 AM and used to close them at 7 AM when my father used to wake up for getting ready for his office. All night, I used to surf internet when my parents used to sleep. I used to watch movies all night on my PC with a headphone in my ears. I was caught once at 4 AM when my father slapped me but still I continued this erratic activity confidently. This spoiled my last 3 months of preparation which effects a lot. These were the biggest two factors because of which I broked everybody's expectations. 

             Thinking and analyzing my mistakes didn't stopped the clock and it was 8 PM and there were 3 to 4 families in my house which came to gift me for my effort in the boards but my mother acted as a Drama Queen that day and she gave hundreds of promises to everyone to not to gift me anything as this is not the moment of happiness. I lost Perfumes, Deos, Purse, Bag and many other good gifts because of my mother's over-acting. A family gave an idea to my father to admit me in a Muslim college at Pune for 11th and put me into the hostel. This college was very strict and thus my father agreed to push me into this jungle. I didn't wanted to take admission in this college and I wanted to take admission either in any of the colleges of Pune. But my father was another example of Amrish Puri in DDLJ and thus the very next day I and my father caught a bus and marched towards Pune and took the admission in this Muslim college known as Anglo-Urdu Junior College. 

             And with this, the series of SSC results end. I hope everyone of you loved this part as much as you loved HSC one. Thanks a lot for supporting and waiting for each and every parts.

NOT TO BE CONTINUED.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU