Notice board ke saamne bheed lagi thi .
Sabke chehre par excitement thi ..... Kisi ke liye khushi , kisi ke liye Darr .
Mera heart fast beat kar raha tha .
mere sare friends ache rank se pass ho gaye the . Lekin me.. mujhe pata tha mera result kesa hoga .
List lag chuki thi .
" Rank - 1 - Avani Sharma ".
Claps . Cheers. Selfish.
Main dheere se neeche scroll ki.....
Rank 5... Rank 12.... Rank 19...
Aur phir -
Rank 27 - Nayna patel .
Bas.
Na main last thi .
Na main fail thi .
Par main woh bhi nahi thi jo banna chahti thi .
Log directly kuch nhi bole.....
Par unki aankhon me ek line clearly likhi thi -
"Average".
Us din Ghar aake Maine bag corner me phenka aur chup chap room me band ho gyi .Mera chehra utra sa dekh ke mummy ne pucha, " Result kaisa aaya ?"
Pehle main kuch nhi boli , baad me bas itna hi kaha -
" Thik hai ".
Par sach ?
Thik nhi tha . Mummy ko kese batati ki result bilkul week aaya hai . Meri himmat hi nhi thi . Phir room me jaake royi .
Bad me papa aaye aur kaha -
Beta result thik to hain na
Meine kaha sab kuch thik hai .
Mujhe papa ka bharosa nhi todna nhi hai .
Chapter 1 - The tag
School me text din se ek naya tag mil gaya -
" Handwork ing but not topper ".
Teachers kehte,
" Tum mehnat karati ho ... Par tumhara focus toot jata hai ".
Friends kehte,
" Tu tention mat le , sabko doctor thodi Banna hota hai ."
Society kehte,
" Medical line sabke bas ki batt nhi hai.
Har sentence ek chhota sa teer tha .
Zyada khoon nhi nikalta tha .....
Par undar chubhta rehta tha .
Main topper nhi thi .
Par main loser bhi nahi thi .
Par duniya sirf do categories me mannti hai -
Topper ... Ya baaki sab .
Chapter 2 - 12:17 Am
Us raat neend nhi AA Rahi thi .
Clock ne 12:17 Am show Kiya .
Room silent tha .
Bas fan ki awaaj.
Main bed se uthi .
Study table par baithi.
Diary Kholi.
Aur likha -
" Main Rank 1 nhi hoon ....
Par Main apni life ka revenge rank laungi."
Revenge kisi insaan se nahi .
Revenge apni purani version se .
Us ladki se jo darr rahi thi .
Jo mock test ke marks dekh kar ro deti thi .
Jo comprising se toot jati thi . Jo topper nhi thi .
Us din desion ho gaya .
Ab compilation kisi avani se nahi .
Compilation sab sirf khud se hai .
Chapter - 3 The transformation
Next day se routine change.
Phone? Silent.
Instagram ? Deleted.
Late night overthinking? Band .
Bas ak hi target tha .
Room ki wall par ek bada paper chipkaya -
Revenge Rank .
Har din ka Target likhne lagi .
Biology - 3 chapters.
Chemistry - 2 hours numericleus .
Physics - 50 MCQs.
English me grammar.
Sanskrit bhasa .
Sab kuch Hara din note kar rahi thi .
Shuru me tough tha .
Mind distract hota tha .
Kabhi kabhi lagta tha -
" Yeh sab karne se bhi kya guarantee hai ?"
Par phir dairy ka page yaad aata .
Main topper nhi thi .
Par fighter thi .
Chapter 4 - Breakdown
Ek mock test me phir se low marks aaye .
Rank - 18 .
Sab improvement dekh rahe the .
Par mujhe sirf 1 cheez dikhi -
Rank 1 nahi .
Washroom me jaake royi .
Mirror ke samne khadi ho kar meine khud se pucha -
" Sach me kar payegi ?"
Aankhon me aansu the .
Par andar se ek awaaz aayi -
" 27 se 18 aayi ho .
18 se 10 bhi aa sakti ho ".
Us din samjha -
Growth slow hoti hai .
Par hoti jajur hai .
Chapter 5 - The Real Test
Final exam ke ek din pehle ...
Life ne unexpected twist diya .
Mummy hospital me admit ho gayi .
Mere haath thande ho gaye .
Books blur dikhne lagi .
" Papa ne kaha ,
" Exam de beta . Teri mummy ka sapna hai ."
Teri mummy ka sapna hai ki tu ache number se paas hoke doctor banne .
Maine socha mujhe karna padega mummy papa ka sapna hai .
Aese kese tutne dungi .
Hospital ke bench par beth kar revise kiya .
Around log tension me the .
Machines ki beep chal rahi thi .
Aur main MCQs solve kar rahi thi .
Us din samjha -
Real fighters parfact conditions ka wait nhi karte .
Chapter 6 - The Result
Result day
Phir notice board ke saamne bheed. Kishi ke liye khushi kisi ke liye dukh.
Flashback chal Raha tha -
Rank 27.
Logo ki aankhein .
Diary ka page .
Heart fast beat. Pahel to laga nhi dekhna hai par dheere se dekha ,
Maine Aankhen band karke list dekhi .
Rank 1.....
Rank 2....
Phir -
Rank 3 - Nayna patel .
Ek second ke liye silence.
Phir claps.
Meri aankhon me aansu aa gaye .
Teachers bole ,
Hum ko tumpe bahut proud hai .
" I'm proud of you."
Kaha tumhari mehnat rang layi beta .
Aese hi aage badhti raho ..
Friends shocked.
Main smile kar rhi thi....
Par ander se ro rahi thi .
Rank 1 nhi thi .
Par 27 se 3 tak ka safar ....
Woh mera revenge tha .
Final page - Dairy Entry
Raat ko diary Kholi
Last page par likha -
" Main Rank 1 nhi hoon .
Par jab main girti hoon ,
Tab uthkar sirf chalti nhi .....
Daudati hoon ."
Revenge ka matlab kisi ko harana nahi hai
Revenge ka matlab hai -
Apne doubt ko harana .
Apne fear ko harana .
Apne ' average ' tag ko Tod Dena .
Aur us din mujhe samj aaya -
Topper hona achivement hai .
Par fighter hona identity hai .
The End .....
Or maybe just the beginning .🔥