Jealous

^I was so jealous that day when Priya got a gold medal in final year exams. I was the one who topped in the whole year, my English was perfect than she and I have made my nights sleepless, just for that medal."

Tears flowed down Agatha's eyes, she always wanted to win but she came close to it but never won it.

She was sharing her plight with a male college friend after her another failure.She believed:

" Males are better than females. They are not bitches like female friends."

" Oh dear, you would have got that medal if you would have completed literary Criticism paper. You could not attempt a 25 mark question and out of 75, you scored 40. I am sure if you would have managed to answer that you would have been a winner." Rohan consoled Agatha

" Yet I am jealous, I failed and the medal is of Priya today. I will always regret it in my life." Agatha added in a sad tone.

" You are a fighter but believe me - create a reason for your happiness. Don't cry over destiny. Be happy with your achievements. Failures are part of life." Rohan patted Agatha and treated her with a Dairy Milk. She forgot her pain but always complained about that medal.