THE DAY WHEN I FLUNKED

I know not what has inspired me to post the stuff which i m going to but i guess maybe its one of those days when you look back at some of the most disappointing days of your life.I have already bunked my Career Launcher class, not to post about my failure but i suppose to spend sometime with myself .Ever since i was a child,I have been treated as a gifted individual.Someone who has above average as far as I.Q is concerned.My teachers used to discuss that why am i not standing first in the class .Sometimes they used to tell my mother that they are amazed by the magnitude and depth of questions i inquire about.But all this faded away from my memory,from my parents memory and i guess from the memories of every single individual who had faith in me on the day when i flucked.Presently I am studying in a college where only the top 2 percent students get admission and where the strength is 120.My batchmates are board exam toppers and almost all of them used to top thier respective classes but for me I have never stood in top three students of my class.But this is not the story about how i made it to where I am but its the story of my failure which inspired me.


The incident i want to talk about happened to me about 5 years ago when i was studying in class 11th in Army school Ambala Cantt.My 10th class board results cant be termed as good under any spectrum of scrutiny.I got a mere 76 percent and the subject which i trusted most namely Maths failed me badly .The story picks up when i joined the so called elusive non-medical stream .I knew of IIT from the time i was in class 8th.People has branded me already as IIT brain and obviously the expectations were very high from me.So to accomplish my goal of making it to the IIT's i joined a small coaching institute I.C.D.I. I started ignoring the standard course and concentrated more on the competition exams.It was in september that the half-yearly exams were held and results were declared soon afterwards.For the first time in my life i flunked.Not only in one subject but in two of them,namely Maths and Physics.I remember the exact marks that i had scored.In maths it was 12.5/100 and in physics i got 21/70.It was obviously a shock for me.No matter how meagre my preperations were i had never failed before.But still I dint take much notice of this early warning and kept slogging at organic chemistry that is taught during BSc course in colleges.My chemistry teacher who still asks about me from my cousins studying in the same school said in front of the class that i should give up IIT preperation and go for a PHD. in chemistry.I was obviously very elated or ever more so i was riding in the air and dint even realise that I am about to fall.I tried to stop my parents from visiting my teachers for the first time in my life.I pleaded them that my performance has been very poor and it wont happen again.I couldn't possibly hurt them by letting them know of my failure in such unusual fashion.My animosity with the maths teacher grew.It was so much so that i had to stand out of the class for the only time of my school life.I know not what had tempted him to do so but from what i felt was that he was trying to take his spite out on me because i had joined a coaching centre for competition preperation and not his tution class.

Terminals were announced to be held in the first week of december and this time i was all prepared to have my vengenance on the two subjects in which i had failed.First came physics which was a piece of cake for me and then arrived maths ,which was a bit on the tougher side.When the results were declared i found myself failing in maths again.Out of a paper of 30 i was only able to score 9.5 .I just needed a 1/2 marks to pass and show my parents the result.I went to the maths teacher and inquired that why he has deducted marks unnecessarily.He rejected my plea and said my marks wont be increased.I was very disappointed and started shying away from attending maths classes or even studying maths.

Final exams arrived in march and it was do or die for me.I prepared a little bit for other subjects but for maths i didnt studied much and even if i did i wasnt able to grasp the thing the way i did in physics and chemistry.I took the maths exam knowing very well that i need above 50 to pass the exam and to be promoted to the last exam.I only scored 36.5/100.I did pass the final examination but i wasnt able to acheive the minimum aggregate required for passing this course.So then a re-test was scheduled for all the students falling under my category.I had scored fairly in all other subjects so i was quite confident that the teacher will help me and pass me so that i can be promoted to class 12th.The re-test went well .When i came out of the exam hall i calculated my marks to be around 60/100 and was feeling satisfied enough to pass the exam about which i hadnt really cared ever.To my dismay when the results were declared i had failed.Not only that i scored a mere 28 .All the others passed that exam and i was the only student in the class of 40 who had failed.It was a spectre terrorizing me every moment till the next month.I was so ashamed that i couldnt even talk to my parents and my grandfather.My chachaji and grandfather along with me went to the Principal to convince him if they could promote me to 12th standard.He simply refused and i was nearly in tears because i had let so many people down.And when i saw my grandfather standing there in the office i swore to myself that i am gonna take out my vengenance for the place i have been put into.

After much of a hustle i was finally awarded a pass certificate with a condition that i can no longer study in Army School Ambala Cantt.I had studied in this school since my 5th standard.I had developed as an individual because of this institution and to be very true it was a matter of great shame for me because i will loose the right of being an alumunus of the school which i so deeply loved.

But my peril didnt end there.I got addmission in DAV public school ambala city and studied for the next of the year like a sincere student that i always was.I kept failing in maths in that school too till the board examinations arrived.I scored 84 in boards and cleared the screening examination for IITJEE which only 13 others cleared from the whole of city.So it was a little sort of revenge for me for i had shown all the people that I am as capable as anyone else.I never talked to my maths teacher of Army school but i guess now i have given up on him.I feel that no matter what he did,be it unfair or fair,it turned out good for me and i guess all is well that ends well, though i have just started my journey towards the apex of my destiny.

This experience was a great leveller for me and for once i came to know the true essence of the phrase that failures are the pillars of success.I learnt a lot about people and how they behave and change according to the circumstances.What true friends are and who are the people who are just intrested in using you.When i remember those days i still get some tears in my eyes for i remember walking briskly in the verandah challenging the whole world to throw whatever bad thing are instored for me and how i will surivive all the mallice and hate to rise like a phoneix from its ashes.