Sunday, 1 April 2018

Battle Since Birth

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Continued from Vol1 here.


Life wasn’t a bed of roses as my parents were chalk and cheese and despite of both being wonderful human beings they really didn’t get along very well together(nevertheless they stayed together till my mom took her last breath) .Thus the responsibility of mothering my little brother and shield him from their fights day in and day always fell on me though I am not sure how good I was at it. I survived all this and much more probably what I can’t pen here and shed all my aggression in my academics by never ever coming second in class and excelling in all literary and oratory co-curricular. I was an apple of my Teachers’ eyes and their appreciation gave me a validation that I was on the right path. Dad was transferred frequently so I completed my schooling across many states.

Destiny kept playing peek-a- boo with me. When my principal and teachers swore by I am sure going to be at least the state topper in tenth board cbse examinations and when the exams went really really well, the results revealed in had secured 48 marks in social science and above 90 in all subjects. This was the first blow I didn’t survive and fainted. All my dreams shattered in a moment for now I will not get admission in the school of my choice. But yes I did glue together the broken pieces of my heart and filed a case in Allahabad high court. Well after a lot of effort and motivation I did win it and it turned out to be a typing error where 98 was typed 48 on my mark sheet but by this time admissions were all closed.



As I was a NTSE scholar, I got Birla’s Pilani and since beggars can’t be choosers, I began a new journey amongst the rich and the elite girls in Birla Baliya Vidyapeeth. I was ragged and mocked rather hard initially but I did survive and this institute remain instrumental in shaping my personality. Destiny was busy playing and I was busy not giving up.

In Pilani, I contemplated from being an IAS officer, to a doc or an engineer, the only three choices I was given that time and self studied to crack all India engineering entrance examination with a national rank of 368 which could have given me my Favorite branch in any good institute but I destiny decided to test me again. I missed my counselling date and hence my seat was passed to the next rank. When my cousin informed me I reached the counselling hall at 2 am in the night and begged everyone but there was no official
route. That’s when a kind professor of Pantnagar University took pity on me and offered me a seat in mechanical engineering explaining to me that how I can change my branch internally there.
With tears in my eyes, I accepted it. Part3









To be continued in the next chapters of #AtoZChallenge this April.  I am writing on some extraordinary slices from my ordinary life.

Thank you so much for all the love and support you have always given me. Truly Yours Roma is nothing without you! 







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