Last Day

It was my semester exam day but not only that it was also the last day for submission of a story for a fiction story competition in my college. I'm generally a lethargic person and so I didn't submit my story until the last day. I took only an ink pen with me. That pen had only ink enough to write my answer in the exam sheet. I had only two rupees with me. I'm not a kind of person who likes to borrow money or thing from others and so during that time, I had to decide one among the two choices (1.To write my semester exam 2.To write a story by buying a paper with that two rupees).

I finally decided to write a story and submit it. Many of friends scolded me for not attending my exams. My family told me that I'm wasting my life for a stupid hobby. I too felt bad after all their advice. The days passed. It was the semester exam result day. My friend called me and asked to check my result. Then I scolded him for forgetting the previous issue. Unfortunately, he was not the only person to call me for that.

Then I silenced my mobile ringtone. Then after two hours when I saw my mobile it had twenty missed calls from a best friend. I called him then. I thought he was too going to ask about my result. But he said "Your story has been selected in the competition. " The prize amount was just 20000rupees. A few of friends asked, "Are you wasting your life for this minimal amount ?"

I said " If I earn a lot my family would be happy or if I go abroad my nation for work my future wife would be happy but now my soul is happy. "