𝙎𝙚𝙩𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙚.......

The girl who had never seen setbacks in life was forced to see it.

After covid relaxations, I continued with my 10 std. After vigorous fight, I held school 3rd rank in the board results. Scored above  mom's expectations. I became a gigglemug after this, showing my teeth whenever I was lauded 😁😁. But I was certain that I would get a setback soon. My 11th std had a different story. I didn't want to waste my time, telling about that. The last year of my schooling went smooth till October. Amidst my board's pressure, I was preparing for IIT JEE.  The plan that  I had in the beginning of my preparation  changed. Time didn't favor me. I was running behind it, actually trying to catch it. But failed😞😞.... 

My first experience of JEE was too horrible. My thought and my reality didn't accept each other. Since I had been drowned in the lose, I was moved little from my board preparation. Focused only in JEE. And that helped me to reduce my board preparation time. While writing this experience, something struck me inside - actually I put the effort for board exam not for JEE.  I was sincerely preparing for my second chance. Worked like a bull. But the output was the same. Secured same percentile. I cried a lot. I wasn't able to overcome this setback. Soon after this came my board results. 

"𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩". I anticipated and so I lost. I hadn't had this idea in 10th std. But I did in 12th. My last hope was broken into pieces. Though I ranked school 1st, the satisfaction didn't sprout. Dissatisfied with these setbacks, I passed my holidays. My friends( books) helped me to get out of it, but not completely. I read a lot in this period. My parents always supported me and they didn't become a barrier for me. 

It is not my reminiscence, 

It is the next step to fulfill the interstice. 🤫🤫

To be continued...... 

My first day...

On 30/8/2024, I checked my college's website. There, I encountered the reopening date. I was so elated. For the past few days, I hadn't visited it. You know what, the excitement that I got was immeasurable. My grandfather was even more excited than me 😆😆. I started to count my days. Left a week😇😇.Packing is one of my hobbies. And when I was doing it, I felt a change ( responsibility)☺☺. Finally, the day came and we were off to Coimbatore. I was very strong initially, but after reaching the college my first challenge was awaiting. Since we had admission on Sunday, I didn't get proper instruction about the hostel fee. So no room was alloted to me. When I heard this, I was taken aback. I had dreamt of being in my room, making fun 🤣🤣etc.... But all my dreams were washed away. I started to weep and as a result my mom did the same. I had never let my mom down. She apologized a lot to me and that made me fret. Before biding a farewell, we left some tears. I had planned to be strong enough but after meeting this problem I had no stregnth. I had earned friends and put my cot under fan and light (thought like a genius😁😁). But after experiencing, I felt really bad about me. My mind wasn't with me. It was just roaming here and there. Couldn't mitigate. Mosquitoes had some contribution in the trouble.Then I was alright until Monday morning🌞🌞. I bathed in cold water ( first time ever in my life with no feelings). Ate my breakfast and cried a lot. I got nostalgic and found everyone in the room speaking to their parents. I called my mum and she told that if I cried anymore, then she would stop speaking to me 😞😞... I calmed myself and carried my works with dissatisfaction 😒😒.. 

To be continued......