Alter Ego Part 2
As the days passed with bunking classes, copying from friends Home assignment, night outs, low grades, and backlogs similar as in five point someone of Chetan Bhagat. But here I am lone ranger. By fourth year thousand of my thoughts converged in one, to be placed in a company
Finally, the day of validation arrived. It was the day to know our worth, the cream of the crop has nothing to worry about, but for us it was a bundle of nerves. It was placements time.I groomed up, put on a new oxford shirt and a pair of trousers. After completion of written test we were asked to wait until the shortlisted candidates are announced. We're told not to leave the campus, the clock kept ticking, but the results weren't out yet.
I was getting the jitters with every second of waiting. So to divert my mind, I opened my phone and logged into Facebook but its password error and I recalled that I had changed my password recently. I changed it after reading an article “how password changed my life” where a divorcee to forget his ex, changed his password as 4get@Her and it worked. Later he tried with #Quitsmoking and it worked too.
Therefore, I adopted his idea. When I logged in, suddenly a photo made my blood run cold, I thought it must be a hoax but it was true. The silence in the hall broke as the shortlisted candidates were announced and I was not in. The door was locked. I checked for the spare keys in my bag and opened the door.
Someone was there on the chair. I turned the light on. It was Sasi, sitting on the chair
and he was smiling. I rubbed my eyes. There was no one, I was just imagining it.
As I walked towards the fridge there was a sticky-note saying “Have your supper, I will
be back soon”. I opened the dish on the dining but I wasn‟t in the mood to eat at all.
I thought of having a shower and my mind started to swing between highs and traumas.
I walked out of the shower, I was feeling tired and lost. I fell back on the bed dangling in
my memories thinking where it all started.
When I was in 8th grade, my sister gifted me „Wings of fire‟. After reading it, I was
determined to be an Aeronautical-Engineer like him.
When my 10th results were out, I didn‟t score much. I never wanted to be in rats race.
Our parents never cared about our marks but they wanted us to learn. After the result I
started making my strategy.
I never thought that I was counting the eggs before they hatched. To achieve my goal I
needed to get into the best college of India for which I needed IIT coaching.
Unlike other states, our state has a junior-college system. My father suggested me
joining the college where my sibling studied.
At the college, the receptionist was busy with her bill. When we asked her about the
admission, she told us to meet the person next to her who was sitting at the help desk.
He greeted us. I smiled back. My dad got into the topic without delay. He asked for my
10th standard marks. Its 72%. They needed 90% or above to sharpen their brains. He
put a reluctant face looking at me.
#review #shortstory
As the days passed with bunking classes, copying from friends Home assignment, night outs, low grades, and backlogs similar as in five point someone of Chetan Bhagat. But here I am lone ranger. By fourth year thousand of my thoughts converged in one, to be placed in a company
Finally, the day of validation arrived. It was the day to know our worth, the cream of the crop has nothing to worry about, but for us it was a bundle of nerves. It was placements time.I groomed up, put on a new oxford shirt and a pair of trousers. After completion of written test we were asked to wait until the shortlisted candidates are announced. We're told not to leave the campus, the clock kept ticking, but the results weren't out yet.
I was getting the jitters with every second of waiting. So to divert my mind, I opened my phone and logged into Facebook but its password error and I recalled that I had changed my password recently. I changed it after reading an article “how password changed my life” where a divorcee to forget his ex, changed his password as 4get@Her and it worked. Later he tried with #Quitsmoking and it worked too.
Therefore, I adopted his idea. When I logged in, suddenly a photo made my blood run cold, I thought it must be a hoax but it was true. The silence in the hall broke as the shortlisted candidates were announced and I was not in. The door was locked. I checked for the spare keys in my bag and opened the door.
Someone was there on the chair. I turned the light on. It was Sasi, sitting on the chair
and he was smiling. I rubbed my eyes. There was no one, I was just imagining it.
As I walked towards the fridge there was a sticky-note saying “Have your supper, I will
be back soon”. I opened the dish on the dining but I wasn‟t in the mood to eat at all.
I thought of having a shower and my mind started to swing between highs and traumas.
I walked out of the shower, I was feeling tired and lost. I fell back on the bed dangling in
my memories thinking where it all started.
When I was in 8th grade, my sister gifted me „Wings of fire‟. After reading it, I was
determined to be an Aeronautical-Engineer like him.
When my 10th results were out, I didn‟t score much. I never wanted to be in rats race.
Our parents never cared about our marks but they wanted us to learn. After the result I
started making my strategy.
I never thought that I was counting the eggs before they hatched. To achieve my goal I
needed to get into the best college of India for which I needed IIT coaching.
Unlike other states, our state has a junior-college system. My father suggested me
joining the college where my sibling studied.
At the college, the receptionist was busy with her bill. When we asked her about the
admission, she told us to meet the person next to her who was sitting at the help desk.
He greeted us. I smiled back. My dad got into the topic without delay. He asked for my
10th standard marks. Its 72%. They needed 90% or above to sharpen their brains. He
put a reluctant face looking at me.
#review #shortstory