I had to work hard to stand out. For having to be listened I had to shout. In between, I became ill and sick, small bouts. Well, the talk is on my matriculation exams. I worked pretty hard for them and always studying hard time I spent. They were nearing fast and I could not imagine for how long my tensions would last. I was an average one in classes eighth and ninth but now in class tenth, I wanted to brightly shine. It was January, I had one more month left to toil. I had let my wings of fun and fancy to coil. After steady work at last, then came the results and I had topped. This news was the best, I had ever got. I felt in the seventh heaven, I felt like a beautiful bird ready to fly. To reach the zenith, I felt smart and confident. I felt great cent percent. I had got wings which took me out of my blues. I was so nervous I could not walk in my shoes. I felt the best and this feeling made me very happy. I had topped, got most marks, I had got a fruitful result of my labor. God had here done me a grand favor. I had gained after taking pain and I was not the same person anymore. I was a happy and joyous being, I had got great beautiful wings. I wanted to laugh, dance and sing. And feel like the next best wonderful thing.
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I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write. View more posts