The lazy fat kid got out of his school van. His heart was pounding as he knew; today Class 10th Results would be out. His mind was playing tricks on him. All these thoughts made him sad.
He slowly walked towards the Gate of his house. With each step; the pain in his heart was increasing. Suddenly a cat crossed his path. The lazy fat kid didn't believe in such superstitious things. He is an Atheist. But the myth of being unfortunate after a cat crosses your path (hindu mythology) made him even more depressed. He opened the gate and walked up to his house.
He saw his mother sitting on the sofa and talking with some relative on her phone as he entered the home.
"I have heard the result is out!" His mother screamed. He gave her a wry smile as his heart pounded even more after hearing the news. He said nothing. He went to his room and changed his School uniform. He was now wearing his old rugged t shirt with pyjamas.
"What has happened. Why you look so sad?" His mother asked. He had to reply.
"Nothing. Just nervous. Has dad checked the official website?" He said. With every passing second; his nervousness was also increasing.
"Yes he has. But he says that due to heavy load; it is unable to load. You should also try from your Phone" his mother said. He turned away towards the washroom to take a bath.
He entered his room again to take a towel with him. There he found his tablet. He stood there thinking for a while. Should he check the website ? What will be his result? Will he ruin his parents expectations? What will his relatives think of him?
Thinking these things he opened the official site of CBSE and typed his Roll number and Date of Birth. The page loaded slowly slowly; one line at a time until it loaded the whole page.
"8.8!" He screamed as the tablet fell from his hand. Fortunately enough; it landed on the bed beside. He felt too much sad for himself. Sad for his marks. Sad for the world.
"What? 8.8?" His mother asked shocked as if she found her son was an ISIS Agent.
"Ah; Yes" he said in a broken tone. The world fell apart for him.
"I am calling your dad, send me the screenshot" his mother said. Obeying her; he sent the screenshot of his result to his mom's phone.
Sadness took over him. His friends would laugh at him. He should jump from the roof or he shouldn't?. He took out his phone and one by one called all his friends.
"10!" Screamed one
"9.8!"
"9.4"
"9.2"
"8.8" the last friend answered. He felt relax as there was someone who had the same marks as him. But inside; a fire burnt him. A fire named 'Jealousy'. He went to his room and sat quietly on the bed. He broke into tears.
Suddenly his phone vibrated. It was from a friend who he never talked to . He ignored the call and hung up.
Again his phone buzzed. Again; there was a call from that *ignored* friend. He picked the call up in anger.
"What the heck do you want?" The lazy fat kid glared on phone.
"Whoa brother. How much did you got?"
"8.8!" He said as he was tired telling his less grades to everyone.
"Congratulations!" His friend said. This was the first Congrats of the Day to Him.
"How much did you got?" He asked. He wanted to know every kid's grade point. Jealousy had hit him too much bad.
"7.8! And you know brother; I am happy for myself" the person on the other side said.
What? 7.8 and happy? Has he lost his mind? He should have been committing suicide but he is happy....
"Tell me. Which mithai are you going to bring tomorrow?" His friend said.
"Have you lost your god damn mind? Mithai? Celebrations? For 8.8? You should have died of shame you poor shit" the lazy fat yet jealous kid said.
Was jealousy seriously burning him up?
With this he hung the phone and lay back on bed staring the roof.
Suddenly two persons looking exactly as the Lazy fat kid appeared before him. One was dressed in white and another in black. He jumped in his bed. The White and Black dressed kids exchanged glares.
"He got so much less marks. But he is still happy. Why cant you be happy? So what if out of 10 lakh students; 3 lakh have more marks than you. You should be thankful to god that 7 lakh students are still below you. And what are you doing? Sulking and being jealous over your friends good marks and planning suicides? Boy you are being an arse!" His intelligent side dressed in white said.
"The world has ended my boy. Nothing is left for you in this world. You can't make a good life out of 8.8 grades. What will the family think of you? Your parents will be ashamed of you. The whole clan will spit on you!" His idiotic side dressed in black said.
"Can you please shut up!" He shouted at the black dressed look a like. His younger sister startled as she heard his shout. Immediately both the Fat Lazy kids disappeared in thin air.
He found the words of his intelligent side better. He felt Relaxed. So what if he couldn't have a good score? He still could contribute to the world and country. He could still be a good citizen. He could still be a good student. After all life is not about Marks.
Nobody remembers their CGPA or Percentage or Selection on their deathbed.
The Lazy fat kid picked his phone up again and Dialed the last number of the *ignored* friend.
"Hello bhai; I am sorry for my behavior. Which mithai should I bring tomorrow? Should I drop you there tomorrow?".........
P.S: The Above Mentioned Lazy fat Kid is Me. Thank you for reading all this. Thanks for your time and Love......
Love
Laksh
