The Revision

It was Wednesday evening, I was watching Pokémon, depressed. My half yearly exam results were out and I failed in Maths by only three marks. It was third time in a year when I failed in Maths. I had always been a topper, I rarely came on second position till sixth grade but in seventh I didn’t know what was wrong. Despite of trying very hard, Maths was indecipherable.

 It was heart-wrenching when teacher showed the marks. I tried to tell mom and dad but every time I opened my mouth, my throat went dry. There were many unspoken vocals.

Since it was Wednesday, I went to Lord Ganesha’s temple with mom. Instead of going into temple, I went to the temple’s park and sat on the bench. I was lost in my thoughts and suddenly I heard a girl crying.

She was a little girl standing at the bottom of a playground slide. She started climbing from slippery side. She reached at half and slipped, then again she climbed up and slipped and then again.

 Her mother came and said “Let’s go.” But she was stubborn and tried again and slipped.

She was trying and slipping. Tears were rolling on her cheeks and she was screaming in her lisped voice “I am trying na!” She reminded me of The King and The Spider story. At last she climbed up and screamed in loud voice “Yayy! See mummy I did it.”

I smiled and thought that it was God’s way to show me path.

Many times we know the way but just need to take a fresh look at it. I was lucky, lucky to see that little girl winning. It revised me the story.