Friday, 23 January 2015
Tuesday, 20 January 2015
Stormy Heart
It was a hard test. Maths. And boy, I know how bad Vedahi is at maths. But I helped her study, and she did show improvement. Yet, she cheated, and wrote all the equations on her hand. I didn't want to, but my juridical self took over and I told the teacher. Ever since, my whole group of friends hadn't talked to me- till yesterday. These 2 months, I sat alone in the corner, just waiting for the bell to ring that declared school over, like a patient moments before getting released from the hospital. At home, I couldn't focus on my studies, and my marks dropped in the last test. I told my parents to change my school, but who would withdraw their child from the best school of the country?
But these were issues of yesterday. Today was a new day, a fresh day, a good day. This morning, I was courageous enough to go and talk to Vedahi, and she told me that she had started attending maths tuitions, and was actually enjoying the subject. Had I not complained, she wouldn't have gotten a chance to improve. And she was grateful, but didn't want to be the first to bend down. I guess it's just about communication, and seeing each of your problems as an opportunity- an opportunity for improvement. And I know, today onwards, it'll be sunny, spreading in my veins would be the warmth after the storm. The last drop of rain gently touched my window, and I see a rainbow in the distance.
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