My life? What a life!?!

Well, it's been three months after my Dubai trip. I had an experience of a Dubai hangover after returning back, for quite some days. It’s quite common among people who return back to their homeland after experiencing a vast luxurious life in Dubai.

My life has changed quite a lot since the return. Many twists and turns have taken place in my life's plot. 

The things that happened to me were quite unexpected. 

It was a fine day, when I and my mother went to my school to check which group I was allotted in for the eleventh grade. I was quite sure and confident that I would get the Computer Science group. I went into the lobby and started scanning the notice board.

 I checked whether my name was listed in the list of students selected for the Computer science group. To my utter surprise, I didn't find my name in there. I checked again and again, but alas my name was not listed. I was not selected for the computer science group. 

I was blown to bits with a terrible feeling in my heart. I didn't know what to do. I argued with the teachers on why I wasn't selected. According to them, I wasn't selected because I was short of one grade point average. I argued that I almost got 90% average marks but that was not of their concern.

Another reason why I wasn't selected was because, the no. of seats was limited and most of the seats were already occupied by the failures of the previous year.

I informed the news to my parents who masked their sorrow with a sigh. We tried many other schools, but their deadline for issuing admissions was already up. 

I said goodbye to my old school and my friends to take up a new phase of life.

My father came up with a plan. He knew that I was interested in advanced drawing and wanted to become an architect. And hence my new school was decided. It is "TKM Centenary Public School and Junior College", situated at my home town - Kollam.

There was another group apart from computer science, biology and commerce called as Engineering Graphics. This subject specializes in teaching advanced drawing related to engineering and architecture. I was listed into this group.

I now live in Kollam without my parents. Sometimes I feel sad that they're not here. Most of all, I miss my dad. 

Sometimes, I feel lonely. Then, I just close my eyes and pray to Allah to make everything fine. Speaking of my mother, do I miss her? We’ve had some issues of our own. But I really miss my dad, because he has been with me when I most wanted him.

Sometimes I get torn between my family issues and my studies. But I strive hard to study so as to make my father happy. Whenever I feel lonely, I look up and smile knowing that I have Allah with me, to take care of me and to be there with me. 

I end this blog on a sad note. It is my fate. Nothing can be done. Right now, my belief is that whatever happens happens for the good. Wish me good luck...