That was a day I will never forget.
I was in my 3rd year of B. Tech, 6th Semester with just a CGPA of 4.7 and 19 papers that needed reappearance. At around the same time, my father had a serious disease, for which he was hospitalized. I knew that he was critical. At exactly 1:27 AM, I was chatting with my friend, when my phone buzzed with the ringtone that I had set for my Mom’s number.
My mind knew that something was terribly wrong. I took the phone with shaky hands, my heart beating abnormally. That is a moment I will never forget in my life. That is the moment that taught me what real fear is. I answered the phone, and it was my mother’s sister. She told this, crying “Thambi, Appa is no more”.
I froze. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know what to think. There was a complete void in my mind. Without my permission, My trembling fingers disconnected the call. I just sat there without knowing what to do further. I was sitting emotionless. My friend woke up from his sleep, saw me sitting like that, asked me what had happened. I just said Appa is dead. He stared at me for a good 3 seconds and tears escaped his eyes. He switched on the room light, all of my friends woke up. He told them about what had happened. Without much discussion, they called every cab driver (Because our University is 40 KM away from city). No one was ready to come at 2.30. They packed my bag. They packed theirs. Two guys left before us. They walked for almost 5 Km in 15 mins (Practically ran). They fetched a cab from there and returned in it.
Almost all this time I had no senses. I was doing what they said. Was waiting on the road for the cab. Two of my close lady friends joined us. (I still don’t know, how they got the permission, because hostel for girls is really strict). We reached the city at 3:30. The most surprising thing is my girl friend was waiting there for me. (She is from my hometown, and she was coming to my University to surprise me the next day but, fate surprised everyone). We are waiting for the bus to my place (almost 500 KM). My friends mobile rang, his father was on line, after some 15 secs my friend said Ok and disconnected. He and my other friend went out. Got a tempo traveller within 5 mins. They asked me to get in. I did. While going I heard my friends were discussing about the fare. It was 13 thousand, his father immediately transferred 15k. Morning around 11.30 or 12 we reached.
Saw my father wrapped in white clothes. That’s it. Again everything paused. I don’t know what happened after that. At around 5 PM, I was standing in the cremation place doing what they told me to do. Came back home. At night all friends came to me, hugged me, cried with me. Next day I saw my mom crying in the corner. Everyone came to me telling that I need to take care of the family , Mom and sister. My far relatives left the next day. My close relatives left in 2 days. But my friends stayed with us for an entire week. Made sure that everyone was fine to move on.
I went to the university with them, attended semester exams (It was semester time). I didn’t study, didn’t write anyhing and just came back. Result .25 backlogs. I went home to perform rituals in between. Next semester was a surprise. I am not going to say that I cleared all papers but cleared a huge sum. I cleared the remaining in the next semester with 6.9 CGPA total. We didn’t have money to pay the fees at that time. My friends paid all the fees, for food, for accommodation. You may know that with 6.9 CGPA you are not even going to get placed in a small company. So my friends decided to go for a certification course in a private Institute. Again I had no money to pay the fees. They paid for me. They took care of me for another 5 months. I came to Bangalore in search of a Job with my friends, they paid for all my expenses till I got the Job. I got one, now working. This is what changed my life. In one accurate word, FRIENDS. This is what changed me forever.
This incident is related to my first school change,when I changed my school I realized I was not getting even slight hint of what's going around me, so far from my dumbness one could easily guess that my admission was done on source or recommendation basis :p
While in my previous school I was close to top 10 or within, after being here I realized that previous school just to make parents happy they used to give marks in kilos ke bhav
And in this school my condition in class 7, 1 unit test was I was failed in 4/5 subjects and my class Rank was 45/48 students :(
Then after half yearly, parents teacher meeting was conducted and scene was - my class teacher seating on main chair, a huge table was around her with hips of copies of different subjects arranged, she's surrounded by parents with their kids searching their kids copies
and then, then my father reached to table and started looking for copies, class teacher saidkya khoj rhe hai, iski copies ye class me tik ni payega, means in her words I was going to fail it's surprise number 1, this was the first ever time I saw that my father's head was down in public because of me, my heart crunched that time
But then I thought aaj to ghr pr bhut pitayi hogi,my father is a 6 feet heavy guy in police :p
Then on my way to school to home, father stopped on gurunanak sweet house and orders two rasgulla, my favorite shop, my favorite sweet dish
It's surprise number 2
On reaching home, mummy asked what happened in PTM, Papa said it's okay it's new school it will take sometime to settle surprise 3
That day was biggest life changing day of my life, it earned respect of my father in my eyes, I realized how much I love him and his reputation and will never let it down
Since then I started taking studies seriously and in 9-10 I was class 2 ranker, more importantly I never let my father down since then