The Sweat of my Brain

And finally the wait for my results came to an end on the friday evening ,when I was getting ready for another small test the next day .. Abandoning the meager quest in hand , I explored my wardrobe for a lucky shirt and got dressed up and flew down the stairs to my vehicle .. I reached the same cyber cafe where I am typing in now .. The atmosphere was different the other day , buzzing with my college mates anxious to know the aftermaths of what we wrote in 2 months ago;to know what books we would be reading the next 3 months;to know whether the phase II of MBBS occupies one and a half or two years;to know our fate and the destiny;

Our Rajiv Gandhi university is famous for many things but certainly for its website, which loads at an astonishing rate of 0.000001 byte per second !!(Really Sucks) And so we had to wait for ages to get our fates naked before our eyes ..

And when I felt my beard have grown a bit and my nails too , I typed in 04M2476 in the box and clicked the submit button and closed my eyes and prayed to HIM as I always did .. The growth recurred as it did earlier and the page ultimately opened .. My eyes inspected the "PASS" word written next to the name JEYA ANAND and my lungs let in a deep inspiration leading to the expiration of the same volume of air .. I passed with 64.29% !!

These tense moments (hmmm no, ages!!) made me sweat even in the cool air conditioned room .. But there were some months when I had to work by the sweat of my brain ..
Those were days when I lived in the library ;
Those were days when I was buried inside my books;
Those were days when my brain complained of overdose;
Those were days when I lived on a mere slice of bread ;
Those were days when I gulped a cup of tea almost every hour;
Those were days when I preserved every second of a minute;
Those were days when I resisted myself from many desirable things;

Those were hard days but I loved it very much .. The struggle I faced within and the battle I fought outside .. I remember my last exam PATHOLOGY II PAPER, when I witnessed the sun set and the sun rise the next morning noticing that I had never rested in between.. I loved those days .. Exams are clearly exasperating but the way I prepared for them and the marks I own now make the unlovable lovable very much ..
LIFE IS UNLOVABLE WITHOUT STRUGGLES ..

Now the university has worthed me 64.29% (I missed my first class by 0.71%), I believe I am worth more .. When I look at those who are ahead of me , something inside gets obstructed ..
THE THIRST FOR MORE WILL NEVER RESIDE INSIDE ME PEACEFULLY!!