Story

Hi all, This is a story I wrote. I wanted to write something in the genre of young adult fiction. One day while on a walk an idea struck me and I wrote this. I read this in the Toastmasters Club Meeting Yesterday. My medical entrance exam results came. I did not clear the medical entrance exam. My father went to the registrars office to find out. My name did not figure in the list. Tears started in the back of my eyes. Before they start falling on my face I need to escape. Sorry father I said and quickly went upstairs. I changed into sweatpants and sweatshirt and put on my sneakers. There was a slight chill in the air if you paid attention. I literally ran outside. My father was watching TV. My mother had gone to attend mass. I walked in the sidewalk. I looked at my phone. I had a WhatsApp message. It was from my friend. She was texting to inform me that my friend dhanya cleared the medical entrance. Another girl sridevi also cleared. I was the only one who did not clear. It was not due to lack of studying. I had studied a lot. There was few portions I left out. There were a few questions from that portion. Maybe in the multiple choice I lost marks. Now what would I do. The future looked bleak. To write the same entrance exam I had to wait for a year. There was no guarantee I would clear it. I could join for Bsc botany. And study simultaneously for the medical entrance. Botany was an interesting subject. If I don't clear next year I could become a botanist. It was my dream to become a doctor. To wear a white coat and stethoscope hanging on my shoulder it would be so great to heal people's diseases. Prescribe medicines in handwriting no one can read. Sign my initials carelessly on the prescription paper. To be like Dr. Joy chungath pediatrician mbbs MD. Walk busily wearing my white coat and stethoscope on the hallway. That dream may never come true if I don't clear next year. A sob escaped my face. Thankfully there was no one in the street. If I cry and walk noone would notice. Until I reached home there was none in the streets. The career options for botany was biotechnologist, botanist, environmental scientist, florist, horticulturist, biologist naturalist, biostatistician, arborist, ecologist, landscape architect, ecological consulting companies federal agencies, lumber and paper companies, plant scientist, agricultural scientist, agronomist, environmental regulatory agencies, Marine botanist, plant pathologist, Teacher, national Park service, biochemist. Child did you go for a walk my father said when I walked in. My father's face looked sad and hurt. There was pain in my father's expression. I did not say anything. You studied a lot. Dont worry my father said. She was always on her phone instead of studying. Now we have the results my mother said. ------:-- I went to my room knowing if I stayed downstairs I would have to face a lot of emotions from both of them. I decided to go to the Instagram account of sridevi. She had cleared the medical entrance. Sure enough there was an announcement of her clearing. I left a message of congratulations for her and then I scrolled and found this post of a song. I clicked on it and it played and it was a nice song. The song was from a radio station called Hellofm. It was an fm station. Ok I thought I will check this out I thought. Immediately I was listening to the joy filled words of a DJ. The dj was brimming with happiness. How could someone be so happy when my world is crashing I thought. The dj talked about interactions with their parents. The dj talked about 10 things you can do if you failed in something. She said we should go for a walk. The dj said to jump ten times in your room. The dj said to go and something you like for yourself. It could be an outfit, jewelry, a book, or something The ideas seemed so happy. The dj has this squeaky voice. It was very clear and nice voice. I had never heard a voice like that before. The DJs name was ...... Then a song played. Then the DJ spoke for a while. I enjoyed the DJs chatter as much as the songs. In between callers called and said how much the DJs words encouraged them. What kind of a career would this be to encourage others every day like the DJ was doing. It seemed a different world from the one I was aspiring to to be a medical doctor. So may be I should not do BSC botany and try again for medical entrance next year. The next day I switched on the radio station. It was the same clear ringing voice of the DJ. The dj was describing the drive that morning. About how difficult it was to navigate the streets. How nicely and humorously she described everything in the chirpy voice. DJing was a new kind of career. The next day there was a discussion. The discussion was about a topic introduced by the DJ. All the listeners could call in and say what they thought about the topic. Failure is the stepping stone to success. Was the topic. Do you believe this is true or not. So many listeners called from so many places. The discussion was full of ideas. This was so speaking into my life I thought. I failed the medical entrance and they are discussing about failure. Suddenly I was filled with hope. I went downstairs and my parents were sitting and watching TV. Failure is the stepping stone to success I said aloud. My father and mother looked at me quizzically. This is all I wrote. I am hoping to complete this story.