Woah, We're Halfway there
                       *50/100*
            Woah, we're halfway there
              Woah, livin' on a prayer
        Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
             Woah, livin' on a prayer
I am done with one of my exams, sort of. I had my exam on 9th June, wasnât sure how it went, the competition is so fierce that even if I did fine in the paper I just have that feeling that obviously, itâs not gonna be me, out so many people why would I be the one who gets thought as I do not deserve it because I didnât work hard enough for it. But in fact, I worked hard enough, more than I have before so why donât I deserve it as much as anyone else?
And these thoughts are after when I have already once cleared a written paper, and the competition was equally if not more intense, but didnât get through the interview which automatically means it was by chance or luck... that one time by mistake.
I remember since I became horribly bad at scoring marks in school, and as per usual when I used to study last minute and realize that itâs not possible for me to complete this gigantic syllabus in one day. I used to panic and then waste more time by talking/planning with God. I prayed intensely for the apocalypse to befall upon humankind; I mean we have been waiting for that for so long already why not before this stupid exam will save everyone the trouble?
And Ok, it's ok God if we donât want to kill everyone then just scare these stupid people who want to conduct exams by some earthquake or a storm that will somehow destroy all the question papers, a fire maybe or a flood with no harm done to people but just stop this exam from happening?
Ok, ok okkkk!!! last option. Break my leg or hand or something so I donât have to give this paper? No oneâs hurt and I have a good enough reason to not give the paper?
But eventually, I will give the paper, God this is you stalling for me once I have time because of all these events I would be so prepared and definitely get a 100/100 score, no doubt about it.
I am not even kidding, this is exactly how I felt about giving exams just a few years ago.
Well, I guess someone might have been feeling this way and God listened. As the paper, I gave on 9th got cancelled. It has been rescheduled and I am not sure how to feel about it; I donât know how my paper went so maybe It's finally my chance to prove to God that If you would have stalled for me, I would have definitely performed better.
I didnât write even after the paper because I was so anxious about the result. I didnât want to use my brain for anything as I would have thought âYou ainât gonna get through, you do not deserve it as you have made all the wrong choices as usual and If you would have given a little more efforts, you wouldnât be in this situationâ If I canât have positive thoughts, I try to distract myself enough to not have negative thoughts at least.
Why are my idea of success and hard work so flawed? Is it because of the stupid TV shows and movies I watched? Maybe no one is to be blamed but me, but I donât know how I am so far off from reality with such things. I believe in happily ever after, as in If I get this one thing, it will settle my life, no issues no more. I am aware that is not how things work, but still, this illogical hope exists? Why though? What is reinforcing this thought process? Never has this illogical hope, the magical fairy doing things for me sort of thinking ever worked out. Yet I always feel that some miracle will take place in my life and change everything for me.
Now, what can I do if these things surrounded me as a child? I saw son pari doing magic for this girl and solving all her problems. âMera Secret hai magic pencilâ No Thanks Sanju I even got that pencil, and I tried drawing stuff that never came to life, your secret was a lie. Then came Jadoo, I knew my jadoo will come someday and enhance my brain power give me dope muscles and make me pretty. Well, he stood me up. Â I never got my letter from Hogwarts. No Chemical-X was ever dropped on me.
A spider did bit me once, and it gave me invisibility, I was very small so I am not sure how true or clear this memory is but apparently a spider bite me or took a shit on my face (I am saying shit cause the kids around me used to say that this thing on my face looks like shit so maybe the spider took a shit on my face and I forgot to wash it off). That area turned red for some time and then it got so ugly, big and brown I was basically nonexistent to my family and friends.
Teachers used to love me and during assemblies, if any event had to happen I was always leading it, but then this superpower came along and teachers totally forgot about me, didnât even look at me.
Luckily I lost that superpower.
Anyway, I will treat this exam being rescheduled as a sign from the universe that this is your chance, now you have all the extra time you always wanted, so better use it.
I have been anxious but not depressed and thatâs progress. I have started loving songs again, feeling and emotions apart from sadness are more prominent and visible. 50 days done 50 more to go.