Dreams and Ambitions

Bhaiya raised his hands,”sorry yaar,you’ll have to wait for sometime”.Excitement in Manish was at fever pitch but the site was acting like devil as it was too busy.Suddenly the phone rang,…Oh-no…crap…I hv screwed myself…I can’t do anything…I’m a mere burden on this earth…these were the thoughts which came to his mind after listening to whatever the caller told him.
Manish was enjoying his holidays at Sangroor after toiling for 2 years and now waiting for the results to come.He worked really hard during these two years to get an admission in IIT.IIT…IIT…IIT…Oh-He didn’t know when it became an obsession,a mania for him.24×7,he used to think about IIT.His aim  was none other than IIT and now,the day of final judgement,for which he was anxiously waiting had arrived.His excitement had no bar.Bhaiya was trying for more than  an hour but the site of IIT was too busy to open.Suddenly,the phone rang,this was his dad.His mother was standing beside him eagerly waiting for the dreams of her son to come true.But the God had decided a different future for him.He was  dumb at listening the awful result.His father was trying to console him but to no avail.His face was empty.His mother took the receiver.
He didn’t want to perceive his ears to which he had listened just now but he had to reconcile himself to the fact that his dreams of getting an admission into IIT were shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.Although he knew that his maths paper got screwed up,the subject in which he was most confident,but couldn’t write the correct answers(although he knew them) as his hands were shivering like hell,but still,he was anticipating atleast some rank,not under the delusions of grandeur, but the reason being,he matched his answers on sites “xxxx” ,”yyyy” and so … atleast a 50 times.But  now,nothing could be done.The result was irrevocable.He was disgruntled with the result.
He was trying to choke back his tears but his mother knew what was going on in his mind?She caught him weeping red-handed.”Oh-maa,I’m ruined.I wanna go home right now.I can’t afford to waste my time.I have to study a lot to have my name in the list of top IITians next year”.She was already anticipating these words from his mouth.She tried to calm him.She said O.K. and they left for home.
Listening to what happened in Sangroor,papa said”Beta,you have got a very good rank in A.I.E.E.E.-you know that.Of course,we(Papa and muma both) have full confidence in you and you can do whatever you wanna do but listen to me just once.By chance,(Bhawaan na kare)if you don’t get a good rank in IIT and A.I.E.E.E.,the next year due to some  unavoidable circumstances like health problem,then we know,what will be your condition.One more thing is that you will remain in constant tension (we know you) which we won’t be able to see.These were our views but still,the final decision will be yours.Well,you can prepare for IIT in whatever college you go to.It’s your wish”.
Manish understood the matter and chose IIIT to be his final destination(for atleast 1 year).But,he liked IIIT so much that he dropped the idea of preparing for IIT.You can easily find him saying “IIIT can be compared to any of the IITs.It is even better than some of them” in the campus of IIIT.But he knows that “a tag of IIT” matters for sure and this thing will keep pissing him off in future also.

This is not just the story of one boy,but you will find a lot of variants of it.Well,I speculate the guy/gal reading this must also be having some similar story.