It was yet another day like every Saturday. I divinely opened my eyes in front of the computer screen and did computer namaskar and uttered "yahoo namaha", "google namaha" and started my day. I carried on the computer puja till about 8.30. Then i moved on to my other God and started doing channel abhishekam by surfing through channels.It was 9.15, my mother pinched me and told to look for my siblings results, i was arguing about govt inefficiency and its inaccuracy. Tong! hit a nail on my head, FLASH NEWS: results will be announced at 9.30AM. That was enough for my mother to make me move. So i switched from TV to computer.
I looked at the results and my mother's face, it was bad. I played a bluff and said my sibling failed, face turned from bad to worse. So couldn't stand and told truth. I nearly got strangulated by my mother. I told the real results that it was 79%. My mother started complaining and cursing Gods.
Our family always has this habit of being last minuter losers. My father quite a big man, is 6.2 and 98 kg ,2 kg short of a century. My mother was a 1st ranker all her life but for her SSLC. Me, 84.9 in both my 10th and 12th exam missing .1 of that magic 85% mark. We now found a new torch bearer in my sibling.
Now back to that day, the phone calls came pouring to my house like rain. But everyone asked same question and my mother answered the same with not even the tone changing. Here is extract of one which is enough to explain my situation.
- A: hello madam what is the result.
- Mother: very less madam
- A: how much?
- Mother: 79%
- A: it is good only no madam.
- Mother: what are you talking everyone is getting 80%
- A: 12th is more important.
- Mother: Lets see