When I was in 10 th, I was preparing for my board exams. I was an average student. I was weak in maths and in science ( the two subjects made in hell. I actually think that these subjects were made Satan because before exams we usually pray to God. When the exams are over and when we get low marks in these two subjects ,we will complain to God which we will Satan happy). At first ,when the year started I was like every other student like upto 9 th you spend your days enjoying now its time to study . This is the turning point . I should get a good result. And like every other student the end of my motivation happened quickly. I was back to normal within 2 weeks . But I was ,somehow, able to keep up with these two subjects until my mid term. After my first mid term, due to talking in class and passing chits , after 15 minutes the class has started, I had trouble keeping up in these two subjects.I always somehow managed science since I was good in memorising things. But maths, they never put the questions in the textbook so I was not able to manage.So I started going for maths tutoring. The sir in the tutoring class was a great teacher ( since I understood what he taught). But he was not in situation where he could take classes on a regular basis. So we had tutoring classes once every week.

The next exam came and I scored 54/80 ( OMG!!embarrasing. Its a pass ok.)in maths. My father decided to arrange another tution session for me. But I refused. I had classes up to 5 pm ( including special classes) on weekdays and I reached home at 6 pm. Saturday I had tution and Sunday was my only free day. He wanted to arrange tution on Sundays. ( Does he think I am a robot). When I refused he said that he was spending a lot of money on me not only for my studies but for several other things too.So I should try to score better in maths. He never considered the effort that I put in the other 5 subjects because of a single subject . When he said those words I was very hurt. I didn't know what to do and as a result I didn't talk to him for days.

Now you guys might think that I am silly and a crybaby. Some parents say these sort of stuff most of the times. Sometimes they might have an inner meaning in those words and sometimes they may not . I was so sad because he never cared about my studies or anything related to school until 10 th. But when I reached in 10 th he began to care about my studies and especially the test results.Do you know the reason?? It was because he wanted to brag how his daughter was so studious to his friends and colleagues since they did the same.

Until 10 th when I showed him my test results, he always told me that my marks doesn't matter and I should be a good human being and when he said those words I was always happy because of his attitude towards marks.When my friends always said that their parents scolded them when they got low marks , I bragged to them about my father. I was proud to be his daughter. But my father's sudden change in attitude made me sad ,angry and unhappy.

During tution classes ,our maths teacher used to say that when it comes to studying maths ***you all are mathematics. \( In my native language it means that all are the same.***\) In the same way when it comes to studies all parents are the same

Did u guys have any similiar situations like this?? Are all parents the same?? Share your opinions in the comment section and please tell me if there are any grammatical mistakes or improvements that I have to make before the next chapter.

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Decisions play an important in our daily lives.As teenagers , we always decide to do a lot of things.But , the number of people who make it possible is less in number .Here, I am going to tell you the small decisions that I made and the number of ones that I a reality.

So this happened just before my board exams. After my models, I had two weeks of study leave before my main exam and the first subject was computer.'I decided to study well and not to touch any electronic devices like TV , tab , computer or mobile phone until the end of my exams.'( common decisions which we fail to make practical the most especially these days). Our school was not a centre ( we are not able to attend our exams from our school) and we had to go to another school and this school was 30 km away from our school.The teachers had told us that while we are writing our exams there will be three teachers watching us and not only that we will be under camera surveillance. Since it was my first time going to that school , I believed each and every word the teachers said.( I am a part of the teachers' pet association.) .Computer was an optional subject and its marks didn't matter much. Even after knowing that I studied very well for my computer examination. ( First impression best impression. We should give the exams the impression that we are good so they will bother us a little the next time).The day of my exam arrived and I was scared to death.We entered our classroom and fortunately there were no cameras. Only two teachers were there in each classroom ( 2 is better than 3 right). My computer exam went well. I knew all the answers .After my exam, I was happy since my first exam went so well.

Now you guys might think that I did the same for all other subjects too .No guys, not at all . I am the type to lose motivation after 2 weeks of class during June ( the start of an academic year) . And now its March. The next exams were English and Hindi . I opened my textbook two days before the exam( some motivation was left since it was the second and third subject).I did well in those subjects too. After that it was maths and science. For science exam, I had 4 days to study and I opened the textbook one day before my exam and studied until 2 am ( Did I even realise at that time that I was a student attending the freaking board exams - present self realisation).And for maths ,I had 8 days to study but I did the same thing . Opened the textbook just before the day of exam.Maths was the most toughest subject in my case( here you can see the example of an ideal student whose steps you shouldn't follow when when someone asks you to do so). Actually , before the board exams , I had models and for that I had studied the whole maths textbook. I was bored of my maths textbook. ( Not making up excuses at all).And I was not the type to open and study a guide ( books that contain most important questions and previous year questions) even if you put it in front of me .And my last exam was social studies and somehow I managed that as well. And at last I reached heaven. My exams were over.

And now I am going to tell you what I did during my study leaves ( the so called precious time to study).During my study leave,I woke up at 7:30. Brushed my teeth, washed my face and did all the basic stuff. After that I helped my younger brother to get ready so that he could go to school on time.( I have a younger brother who is 10 years younger than me ).After that I will pack his lunch, make him eat ( he is the type who is lazy to eat) and send him to school. ( what a great older sister I am right).He will go to school by 9 am. After that my war to how to spend time begins. After my brother had gone to school I will open my textbook and try my best to sit in front of it for almost one and a half hour.( That's the best I can do.)Then I will take my phone to watch YouTube or does some cleaning or household chores (My mother was abroad and we didn't have a maid ) to spend some time. Then I will lay on the bed , eat breakfast, lunch , snacks etc... and I somehow I will waste my time until 4 pm. At 4 my brother comes back from school. Sometime after his arrival I will start to quarrel with him( the best method to relieve stress.Its completely normal between siblings. In this case, the age gap doesn't matter at all. I should just be careful not to break his bones . That's all) . After that its tea time ( so snacks again). My grandma prepares it and after tea I will go and take a bath. After that I will go and sit in front of the book again.( I think I sat more properly which watching films). Then after one hour , its prayer time( God saved me from my crisis) and then dinner. After dinner I watched TV for sometime and after that I will go to sleep. A day is completed. I followed this time table every day.( I am a responsible student after all).

Usually people lose weight after their exams but I gained 2 kg since I ate 4-5 times a day to pass time.After my exams, I had planned to do a lot of things and the fun fact is that I decided what I will do during my vacation even before my model exams( if you have a school trip, you will be so excited about it that you will start planning what all things you want to do during your school trip from the moment you are told about it).

I planned to learn how to cook, sew , drive and a lot more. (I love being at home than travelling). I planned to learn how to curry and I also wanted my brother to be the person to check it.( See how much I love him.Its not a part of my revenge plan since he beats me a lot). I also planned to do a lot of exercise to reduce my weight. And the moment to make it all happen had arrived. My 3 months vacation.

The first whole month I slept like a log and woke up at 9 am. By that time all the cooking and related stuff was over . In the evening I planned to exercise and after 2 days of rope skipping I stopped exercising due to muscle pain and I didn't restart exercising even after my muscle pain was gone ( it was not because I was lazy ok. The right time didn't arrive). And by the end of my 3 month vacation the only thing I learned was how to grade a coconut in half an hour. This was the only result I could produce after all the things I planned.

So what kind of people are you? The perfect type who does everything as planned or the type who doesn't do anything as planned?? I am neutral ok since I did some things based on the decisions I made.

And I would like to thank all the readers who decided to give a chance to my novel. I thank you for, the bottom of my heart.

A love confession is the declaration of love. Now-a-days ,young people like us are so courageous that doing a confession is not a big issue for us .We have different means to do it . In this chapter, I am about to tell you about my first confession.

I have a younger sister who is one year younger than me. She was my mom's favourite. She was a crybaby. Even if I touch her ( when nobody is around us) she used to cry like it was raining.( I never understood where she stored all those tears even though she was very small ( only in size). Every time she cried I used to get a lot of beatings and scoldings since my mom believed that she would only cry if I did some harm to her. I used to hate her for that. Then one day when we were talking , she accidentally said that she liked a boy in my class. His name was Abhi. I blackmailed her with this piece of information. I said if you don't obey be I will tell about this to my parents. She believed it and did everything I asked her to do and as I promised I kept my mouth shut. Because of the blackmailing, the problems,scoldings and beatings I got because of her reduced.But later on she was not much frightened about me blackmailing her.( Same trick won't work always right). She again started doing the same old thing,always crying. I was fed up of it and I wanted to do something so that she would also get some scoldings and beatings like me.

( We both went to the same school. In our school, there were only 100 students in total. And for our classroom,there was a large veranda and a big cardboard was placed in an equal distance from one another to mark the boundary of the classroom. There were only 6 students in our class. 2 girls and 4 boys. So we all were good friends.)

Then one day at school, I was alone in my class during a break period. I saw Abhi's textbook on the desk in front of me. I wrote something like a love confession on it.( Some sentences which I knew from watching too many films . I joined all the sentences together and wrote a paragraph including 3-4 sentences . Our break period was 10 minutes after all). I didn't write my name on it. I wanted others to think that my sister did it. (I now realise how stupid I was back then. He didn't even know that my sister liked him). I planned to give him some clues to lead him to my sister when he saw the letter. The break period was over . When he came back, he saw the stuff I wrote on his book cover. He immediately realised that I wrote it. How?? Since there were only 6 students in our class, we studied together during study hours and not only that we also used to give our notes to one another. He was familiar with my handwriting. Then the teacher came by that time. He immediately closed the book . Then we left that matter and later when he asked me about it I told that I did it for fun. He forgot to erase it ( I wrote it with pencil) and I forgot to remind him to erase it.

Days passed, we left that matter and one day some students entered our class when we were all out and they started looking through our books . ( Since there were only 100 of us,we all knew one another and was very friendly with each other). They saw the letter. They immediately took the book to "The Principal". The worst issue was the principal was my grandmother. She was running a small school with her own money and our parents has send us there. We all were living together also. After reaching home from school, my grandmother told my parents about the letter. My father didn't talk to me for weeks and my mom told me that she never expected that I would do something like this(my mom was living with us at that time . Later ,she went abroad for job). I never told her the real reason I wrote the letter because I was sure that we won't believe me and that I was making up excuses to escape punishment .

After this issue, I never talked with Abhi and at last the academic year completed . The next year he changed schools ( not because of this issue but he had some issues related to housing). Later on, I felt very guilty about about my behaviour towards him. I was the one who caused the problem and within I blamed him for it. But it was too late. I didn't have any ways to mend my wrong doings. As a result, I decided that I would never fall in love or get involved in stuff related to it. I was afraid of it .

Have you guys got any love confessions? Did u tell your parents about it? How did they react ?

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