My 23year life journey (part3)

 

Part 3: The Turning Point

So, let’s start Part 3 of my 23-year life journey.

It was the day of my Class 2 final exam results. I didn’t go to school; instead, I spent the whole day walking around restlessly. I was terrified thinking about whether I would pass or fail. Suddenly, my father arrived. He looked quite angry and said in a harsh tone, "You don't care about your studies at all, you're such a fool! You barely passed with roll number 27 " Hearing that I had at least passed gave me a sense of peace, even though my father was very angry that day. My mother, however, was very supportive. She told me, "It’s okay, don't worry about it. Just study harder next time and get a better result!"

With "Roll Number 27," I promoted to Class 3. I was 9 years old then. Slowly, I started making friends and became quite friendly with everyone. Around that time, my elder sister came home from the city. She used to stay there for her studies, but since her university was closed, she was visiting us. My father put my education under her responsibility. Because of this, there were times I couldn't even go to school for 4 or 5 days at a time.

I spent all day sitting with my books, notebooks, and pens. During this period, I completely changed myself; I focused all my attention on my studies. When the final exams finally arrived, I went to take them. It was the first time I looked at a question paper and felt surprised—everything seemed so easy! I finished my exams before everyone else. Every single subject went so well, I can’t even describe it. I was incredibly excited for result day and made sure to go.

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When my class teacher announced "Class 4, Roll Number 2" and called my name, all the students were shocked. I was so happy! That was my moment of making a comeback. After that, I never had to look back; I only tried to move upward. I decided then that I would become Roll Number 1 in Class 5.

By Class 4, I was 10 years old. I had a friend named Najkarima. She was very kind, cheerful, and helpful. We developed a very strong bond. However, there was a lot of competition in Class 4. When you start rising to the top, there is no shortage of competitors trying to pull you down. I had to struggle a lot during that time.