Never too long

Summer is known for one thing mostly and that’s vacation, at least for most of us. 

For the sad souls that don’t have such benefits, I genuinely am sorry for your loss. 

While it is common knowledge that this is the longest vacation anyone gets, it’s not surprising that for some of us, the longest of these getaways are also evanescent. 

With procrastination stuffed in our metaphorical pockets, we travel around with our minds enveloped in wanderlust. “Ignore work” is the only milkshake we like to put our straws in at times like these. 

It’s all fun and games until the clock strikes twelve and it’s time to get back to work the next morning. 

Stings worse than a scorpion. 

It’s only in the wee hours of the morning do we realise that we have five records to write, a project to complete and an essay to submit! Not surprisingly, the teachers take everything into account for grading and you’re left with two options now. 

Let go of your beauty sleep for this day and get to work OR sleep well and tell the teacher (with the face stricken with pain and pure agony) that you had a serious case of pneumonia because the A/C in the bus was on. 

I can only hope that a day’s grace period is granted. 

On the other hand, there are people who’ve gotten past the project submission stage but for these unfortunate people, there’s something more deadly and relationship shattering in store. 

Popularly called “THE RESULTS”. 

I bet Oxford dictionary decided to add in the word “sadist” after the cruel people popularised it so much by uploading that dreaded file to ruin kids’ holiday. 

I fall into the second category. Not the uploader but the anxious and terrified student who waits for the verdict. 

By this time in your life, it’s not about 90% or 95%. No. 

You’ve been dragged through so much mental turmoil that it just becomes a matter of “pass” or “fail”. 

As much as I’d like that criteria to be true in my case, in my family, it’s either distinction or fail. Anything below distinction, is a fail. 

Luckily for me, DISTINCTIONS in all four subjects AND and overall distinction. Phew. 

So let’s get behind the scenes for all the real action. 

A week before the results  

A week before the announcement, no one really knows when the results will come out but there’s is tiny group of people that create absolute HAVOC on the class group on WhatsApp (These people shouldn’t be a part of the bomb squad). With this little gimmick, the point of which I don’t understand, not only do they scare themselves, but manage to drag along with them the carefree folk who don’t think the results matter and go as far as terrifying them. Talk about the cascade effect.

The constant speculation goes on…  

There will be that one day in between where one of the guys on the group gives an illogical reason and screams “THE RESULTS ARE TODAY”. 

Everyone….EVERYONE breaks into cold sweat. 

It doesn’t matter whether you’ve done well or barely managed. You will be petrified because that’s how much we trust the evaluators. Those aunties and uncles are SAVAGE. 

Luckily or unluckily, the results don’t show up on the website that day. Everyone takes a chill pill and sleeps on it. 

It’s at times like these that I’m sincerely praying for reprieve. Even the letters I write to my principal, begging her for leave after promising to work day and night, aren’t this sincere.

Results are out when you least expect it…

Parents at the dining table watching you type away on the laptop…. 

You’ve bitten your nails all the way to China…

The page opens but there are hundreds of numbers and much to your dismay, you can’t find your number…. 

Halfway down the cardiac arrest road…


The sight of that one word manages to calm your nerves down. You take a deep breath and suck in all the oxygen you missed out on for an unfathomable period. 

The sweets are fed, congratulations said and the entire world is informed of your great achievement no matter how small it is. 

Welcome to a typical Tamilian Household. 



11 Comments Add yours

  1. _Peacie says:

    And there I was, thinking it was just my parents. I guess it’s a world problem then


    1. agnuswalters says:

      Welcome back Peacie! Was just waiting to see you again! Hahaha I bet it is.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. _Peacie says:

        Lol, I was waiting for you first!


      2. agnuswalters says:

        I was making sure you got a good post to read 😉

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Why is this so relatable? :p

    Liked by 1 person

    1. agnuswalters says:

      Because The education system everywhere works on the foundation of grades and results I believe… (mostly because I wrote it😜)

      Liked by 1 person

      1. The bracket stuff explained it all

        Liked by 1 person

      2. agnuswalters says:

        I live my life in brackets because BODMAS taught me that the numbers inside those get solved first 😀

        Liked by 1 person

      3. Wow . How amazing .


      4. agnuswalters says:

        I smell sarcasm 😂😂


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