He stepped into the house with a sunken spirits crushing him down bitterly with a sullen face and tears sitting bright on the edges of his eyes with a low voice clogging his throat came out just one word sorry mom I couldn’t just live upto your expectations this time please don’t look at my answer sheets my performance has been really disastrous. He looked completely shattered and disillusioned and began to cry uncontrollably. One look at his face and I felt like something had broken severely deep inside his soul robbed him of all the gaiety and innocence he always carried. Am I being too harsh on him. Have I made him a victim of my incessant desires. Why can’t I just let him be what he is.
Is there noway I can accept him regardless of what he achieves or fails to achieve in his life. When he was born in this world he did not come with any accomplishments so what has gone wrong why I am feeling compelled to shower all my love and affection on him just because he comes home with laurels.
Why all these years I have overlooked the best in him and these thoughts echoing in my mind were making me all the more guilty. How could I just leave him alone in the lurch when he was desperate to cling on to someone to take him out of all this and enable him to regain his lost confidence.
I stood there for a minute and something inside of me shudderd me to take a plunge into the brighter side of life which is so surreal. I took him in my arms and just uttered a few words you will always be my pride son no matter what I will always love you and these grades will never change what I feel and remember you are not a looser at least you tried to give your best and I am sure one day you will outshine so don’t quit at any point of time. You eventually become what you think so try be your best.





