The day my life began

I don’t expect everyone to understand this, except for those who know what it feels like to be worth no more than an F.

So, you received the news that your semester results are out. You fret. It’s that moment again. You summoned some courage and decided to take a walk to the notice board. Oh! Sh*t. You failed half of the courses again. “Not again!”, you screamed. You had probably given it all your best, but your best was just not enough to score 40 out of 100.

You feel miserable and frustrated. Your nerves get hot and hotter as you stare at the notice board again to be sure you saw the correct result. Now you’re tired of life. You stand there thinking about how disappointed your parents would be. The thought of what your friends and juniors will think of you begins to hit you hard. All these makes it complicated. You’re probably going to have an extra year, or even two.

As you walk back to your dormitory, you begin to ask yourself what exactly is wrong with you. You’re good in every other thing. The only problem seems to be the fact that you can’t figure out what Pythagoras theorem is, or that mathematical formulas never stop looking like Greek to you.

I can understand how you feel about yourself. I have had those moments at some point in my life. In fact, many of them. I remember shedding tears sometimes back just because I just didn’t understand ANYTHING the statistics lecturer was explaining.

I soon found the secret of living the happy life I want. I realized that the best way to keep my sanity is to never worry about test/exam results on campus. I discovered the things that made me feel great about myself and I began to direct my focus on those things. I asked myself the whole reason behind great test scores and exam results. I found three reasons:

  1. To make your parents (and their friends) proud
  2. Monetary (i.e. get a good job, blah blah blah)
  3. Other personal reasons (fulfillment etc).

Then it dawned on me that these three things could be achieved through other means. Those other means were the things I began to commit myself to. So, on March 28, 2008, I traveled back home to inform my parents to forget about the first class result I promised them. I painted the entire plan I had to my dad that midnight. Everything as I saw it back then. That was the day my life began.

On Monday, 31st of March, 2008, I returned to the campus, but not with exam worries any more. I dropped all those in my little town. I began to live the kind of life I wanted to live. I became involved in all kinds of stuffs I don’t want to bore you with here. In 2009, I published my first book, Legendary. I spent the rest of my stay chasing my dreams against cramming formulas to pass exams. The difference between both is now clear, few year later :-).

So, dear friend. The situation you find yourself in should never make you feel like it’s the end of life. As Suli breaks said “Exams are society’s methods of telling you what you’re worth, but you can’t let society tell you what you are”. Find what makes you feel great and focus your attention and energy on it. As you begin to have few successes in those other areas, your friends, juniors and parents will begin to respect you. You will begin to realize that life has another part beyond being the feeling of being the topper of your class.

Today, my dad feels too proud of me. I have the respect of my University friends as well. I have been privileged to work with several notable people and companies in my short life. Not a single one of them have asked me why I failed Statistics in the second year of my UG or why I never scored above 90 in any of the courses I took. The life you live within the four walls of a University and the life after that  is a different ball game. You will soon find out. May it not be too late.

So, whether 72, or 88, 44 or 68, do not allow exam results decide our fate.

Technopreneur. Chief Hustler at 1Plify. PhD scholar [Technology entrepreneurship]

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