“Maa, I am sorry. I don’t know how it happened. I tried my level best but…” She said in trembling voice to her grandmother.
The result of first semester exams was declared. Her hand was trembling when she was typing her enrollment number. She was quite sure that she will pass despite of being sick for half of the semester and many a lot reasons/excuses in support with her but when the site loaded she found “Sorry! You have failed this examination.” Okay. People fail. She knew. But, She was a brilliant kid. It never happened that she participated in something and didn’t get rank. Failure was too far. Neither she nor her parents could believe on this. She was afraid of admitting this to her parents. Suddenly everything was collapsed. Her heart was throbbing. Her senses stopped responding. She picked up her phone with her trembling hands and dialed DADA. The very next moment she was talking to her grandmother.
To her huge surprises, she was not scolding her nor advising. Instead, she said, “Don’t cry, dear. You’re not supposed to get good, always. You should be prepared for the worst too! But never lose hope and never stop putting your efforts. Good luck for the future. Work even more harder from now on. You got to win beta.” And this was the day, she firstly realized that she is grown up now. For she knew her parents would be upset after knowing all these. It was hard, for all of them,to believe on this. But they didn’t react. They didn’t even scold her once! Instead, they stood by her, and it was the great strength to her, Her family.
To the most supporting families out there.
//failing exams ain’t a failure.
