( A short story ….. DATED 13 november 2007 to till date)
The misty morming of november, its 7 AM and I am still on my bed with blanket over me. Its a real nuisance, if you can see my room in morning. Its hard to disuss the hell, but let me try this, pullover on the maroon carpeted floor, the late night coffee mugs on the study table with few taints on the table, the cushions over the Television set, and one shoe is below the table and god knows where is the second shoe, the door of the cupboard is semi closed and some of the notebooks and books are tending to move out of it, some of the special engineering books are well placed in the cupboard, because I hardly touch them, but coming to the same point, the scattered newspaper are lying in the room everywhere some parts are on my double bed, some on the study table and even some on the floor. The search in the morning for few things is a daily routine as such my Mp4 player, mobile, watch, pair of socks and the pair of shoes. The CAT books, the su-dokus, the series of Shakuntala Devi, Word Power Made Easy-NOrman Lewis, the question series of CL,IMS,PT and all was on the study table looks like a small plateau on a very small base. The same base shares the coffee mugs, pens, mobile chargers and lot more irrelevent things in the world. But this is my life and I love it.
This is a daily routine, my mom wake me up at 7:30 AM with the cup of tea along with some rebukes for keeping my room so neat and tidy. The morning is the best part of the day, I took my cup of tea and move towards balcony to pick the newspaper and I take arround 15 minutes in having that cup of tea. The very good thing about The Times Of India is DELHI TIMES. I hardly have much time to look on to front page, I am more eager to see astrology and some very good actresses in very very good clothes. The day take a better scene after this mesmersing moments with some of my good girls. Sometimes the sun plays the hide and seek in clouds, and that creates a wonderfull niche for having the cup of tea along with my virtual girls.
The cup of tea ended up soonly, but the life still goes on, I have to put the cup back in kitchen, but I rarely do the same. I put it back on my study table. My mom used to say, ” saari duniya kaa kooda is study table par hi milta hai!! ( all the waste material of the world could be easily found on this study table) .” I have a very simple answer for that,” I am sorry maa, but I do love my room like this.”
After all this melodramatic enchants of the morning I do some good excercises for the forth coming exam like playing sudoku and solving those rigor problems of the logical reasonings and then solving a mock paper daily at the very same time of CAT. I was going more into the chasm of each and every problem daily, a great endeavour to get the success out of the box. After solving the mock paper I decided to move to my proper place of writing to write the very last chapter of the my book, ” Search is on…. ” I ordered a chai, betterly known as tea, but I love calling it chai with matthi, so that Arvind, the small boy at the tea shop, who is my freind by now, could get the chai and matthi. He was from a very poor family and have no other solution than working at the tea stall. I am against of child labors, and I do believe in Sarya Shiksha Abhiyaan, even tough I was not able to help him to get out of that tea stall, but I started teaching him at the same stall, some three months back. By this time, when my book is on verge of completion, Arvind could read and write and can do additions upto two digits. On the same day, when I completed my book, along with the cup of tea and as I thrown the completed cigarette away, Arvind came to me and said,” Sir, this is yours bill .. ” in stammered english and calculated everything in front of me. It gave me the moment to cherish upon. I was extremely happy by this and I decided to meet the boy after CAT exam once in week and paid the bill and moved away from there on foot.
The D day is approaching soonly, just 4 days to go, and I was having no problem in any thing, over confidence ruins you sometimes, mind it. The course of the day was up to date from past 5 months, Quant, English, DI( data interpretation), LR(logical reasoning) and everything was getting in the soul and a special thanks to my parents, freinds, my loved ones, my teachers; who helped me for each and every moment.
The fastest runner in the world, time, left everything unanswered in my life. Those two and half hours of the exam was’nt looking like two and half hours. It all ended up so soonly. The concept of relativity comes here. If someone is having some good time with a beautiful lady, then an hour seems like a second and if the same man has to sit on the burning coal, than a second seems to be the whole life. All those beautiful moments of CAT exam ended up soonly, and I was bit reluctant after the exam, quant was too tough, in comparison by last year and there were no questions of logical reasoning, my strengh area. It was like a nightmare and I was sure that I would not get call from any IIM’s. All the hard work was in vain on the same day and I was out of the reverie of studying in IIM-A along with all IIM’s.
On the very next day of CAT, I went to the same tea stall and ordered Tea this time, not CHAI, because I thought Arvind can understand the meaning of Tea by now. I ignited the cigarette and waited for tea and did’nt found Arvind near the tea stall. Then I made an inquiry to the owner about the Arvind, He said,” He moved back to his village because of some personal problems.” In the mean while I saw a new boy of age arround 11 or 12 coming towards me and said,” Sahab, chai .”
I sat back on to the bench and completed my chai, not tea, along with matthi. After completing my tea, I smiled back towards that new boy and decided never to go back to that tea stall. The life was coming back to the track.
The anger of the CAT exam, Arvind’s family was getting some cool back. I decided to work for me only and will live for my family and my love, and decided to talk to her regarding my love. I loved her for all her silly, idiotic talks. Her love for Shahrukh khan was a bit tolerable, but when her love was distributed among one more guy along with Shahrukh, it was not a matter to keep the cool. But I dont blabber for the wrong things, if it is like this, then this is that. I cant edit the thinking of others for all my stupid needs.
I hardly question the god’s justice and astrological stars for all wrong things. I thank them, for all the good things which they have given me, viz. freinds, family. The CAT result took a long time to come up, but I was a bit satisfied or dissatisfied by the result, only 91, even tough I was expecting it to be somewhere arround 93 or 94.
But the justice is only for the good lawyers or liers. Neither I am a lier nor a lawyer, so getting the justice is tough job for me. But I think one girl, one exam, one bad day, one Arvind, turning the chai into tea and again tea into chai, is not the solution for all the things. Life still goes on, CAT is never the end of life nor does my love.
Today I recall my journey of the past few days and not to feel the bad disguise. But to collect all my courage and sincere hard work for CAT 2008 and I promise you all to get the success out of this repercussion. I will never ever loose my enthusiasm, obstinate nature for just few things.
Still, when I switch off the light of my that dirty room, some where I listen to the repercussions of the indesired soul, to just meet Arvind for more days, to score more than 99 in CAT and to get the love of that idiot fan of Shahrukh Khan.
With Regards
Sandeep Sinha



