being a science student

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Being a science student

-Ayushi Jangalwa

The following is a piece of written fiction. Any resemblance to its incidents, people or thoughts will be a coincidence

and proof for the fact that reader is/was not the only one to undergo the fury of being a science student. Also, now

being a college student, one will have a nostalgic experience reading the following…

"I achieved the glory of being a science student after passing my 10 th grade with

flying colors. But it was only later I came to know that 85pc or above was nothing

extra ordinary as half of my new class had scored so. Well it was not going to

affect my excitement for I was going to learn nothing but science and mathematics

for the next two years. The best part being, social science was no more to be

studied! Ah! We science students are practical and intelligent beings; we never had

any strings attached to that thing called cramming, which is the whole idea of social science. It had ever been the business for the good for nothing, commerce

students. Well, these were my beliefs when being a science student had just

begun…

From the very beginning I was warned that +2 is not a piece of cake. But it was out

of my scope of understanding how could subjects like physics and chemistry or

math get hard for me. While attending my classes I realized I had embarked upon a

path taken by great men in the past. I was learning about tiny atoms which made

everything that exists, about the electron, the measurements of the micro as well as

macro species, the numbers which didn’t even exist. Wow! I felt so great and

proud. I had begun working tirelessly, preparing for the entrance exam. My

schedule became so hectic! I was a busy person. This earned an important position

among those at my home. Seldom did I find any need to speak unnecessary things.

I was to think science, speak science, laugh science and what not science! I had

self-made science jokes, the greatness of which lied in their complexity since

rarely did anyone understand them. I interpreted reality of life and times into

concepts of physics and chemistry. First time ever I played cars with my toddler brother because I could learn about collisions practically. Love attracted me for the

first time as I could see it as a spontaneous reaction.

All the excitement ended with dreadful results. Just passed in some while not

scoring great in even a single subject was what I had to show to my parents. It was



more than a shock to them. They took no time to take claim that I was hazardously

distracted and that something was seriously wrong with their sincere child. Being

caring and concerned, they took what was called the ‘right decision’ for my future.

Now, besides coaching class for entrance examination I was given the facility of

extra tuitions for school based exams. They knew scoring in 12 th board exam wasequally important to entrance exams. Thanks to this, I needed not to make any

effort to study hard, it was happening very naturally as I abided by the prescribed

format of how to go about my last two years of school.

I had produced the worst ever results of my life but that did not make me lose

confidence. I knew finally in the next examination I am going to do well. After all

everything I was taught, according to me, fitted well into gaps of my brain cells.

The only reason for my seemingly bad performance was the over load of the

amount of matter I was supposed to learn; I was not acquainted to it at all. And

come on, everyone scored like me. So that was a reasonable excuse explanation.

Well, I continued, lets say, life continued this way for about the next one year.

This does prove I passed in 11th standard. I knew I was doing great, my exams

went great, but only the hell knows how my teachers evaluated my answer sheets

that my marks were so resistant to improvement. Teachers did not give me any

special attention. Who really gave a damn to that? All that would have finally

mattered was entrance exams and the college I would finally get. Serious thoughtsand aspirations about the choice of college and course had begun. With that came

more of fantasies and less of fascination towards studying hard. There were ideas

of giving some break to myself. I needed a short break form cramming chemical

equations, doing physics practical, out of the world mathematics problems and the

useless optional subject. The break turned out to be a time of practicing the art of

copying notes, pretending to be paying attention in class, escaping teacher even

after not completing practical records.

But I was not a senseless person to not realize I was doing disasters to myself.Better late then never, I pushed myself to come out of the break mood. But it was

not something easy. Facing frustration of having lost some really precious time I

was bound to also face the frightening faces of people who had great expectations

from me. It was a time when I knew all this time I didn’t have confidence but what

they call over-confidence. I no more boasted about science being better than



commerce. All I wondered was what made me so passionate about this daydream

turned nightmare! But thoughts apart, after having tasted bitter reality I had to cook

my own sweet syrup. All I was left with were last two months for preparing. From

two years it became two months!

Board exams, entrances, college, parents, expectations, myself, worst results,

peers, teachers; they all were on my mind apart from the likes of charge density,

chromyl chloride, vector notations. I worked, I studied, tried making it ideal by

making it ‘work hard’, ‘study hard’. I forced myself, I failed in it. Leisure won

several times over the need of hour. Everything seemed like a mess. I thought I

have lost it. I blamed those who pressurized me; I was inspired by some insane

movies to pursue my penchant as career. However, every such thought was

followed by a sense of understanding, an understanding that all these are excuses.

Lets say it was a to and fro movement between determination and despair. Boards

begun and since my life is not a page of a storybook nothing changed. Like ever

before I felt I was prepared for exam, I wrote, I gave my best. But fear of result

existed.

Two months after my exams were done and my results were going to be declared, I

made a declaration to all those with high expectations for me that they should be

happy with what I have done. I revealed that I don’t expect great results. But to

everyone’s hope and my biggest shock cum surprise my result was the best one of my life. Everyone happy and satisfied celebrated for my achievement. But what

continued to baffle me was how did that happen? The only answer was this: the

pressure and the competition had made me lose confidence about my ability but

what it could not really affect was my fascination to learn, to understand and to

finally excel."

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