Would You Rather Just Fail Or Live As A Failure?

Brut India

“Yes, my sister failed. Go and tell the whole society.” This storyteller takes you back to school and the pressure of dealing with exams.  Thanks to Tape A Tale for the footage!

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00:00For my graduation, I wore a matching dress with my friends

00:03and I even brought a dress to go.

00:05How will I go to the bus stand?

00:07How will I sit in class with those juniors whom I used to flirt with?

00:11I jumped and reached those aunties

00:13who were probably talking to us in a crowd.

00:15I said to them,

00:16Yes!

00:17My sister has failed.

00:18Go and spread this in the entire society.

00:24If you want to see tension,

00:26then you don't need to go to North Korea or the US

00:28or the India-Pakistan border.

00:30You just need to go to that house

00:32where kids are giving board exams.

00:34In the month of March,

00:35our house was in the same situation.

00:37My sister had a board exam

00:38and I had to appear in it.

00:40A board exam is not an exam.

00:42It is a festival that lasts for two months

00:44in which a well of death is dug

00:46which is called an examination center.

00:48And kids are forced into it like stunt artists.

00:51According to the percentage of children,

00:53people judge the upbringing of parents very easily.

00:57Because of all this,

00:58kids are so tensed

00:59that they see only that last law.

01:01That last law is the last exam.

01:03They come and somehow get rid of this curse.

01:06My sister's last exam was of physics.

01:08And see the irony

01:09that in which there are chapters

01:11of big electricity generation,

01:13two days before that,

01:14there was no electricity in our house.

01:16The inverter failed

01:17and my sister literally

01:18had to burn the midnight oil

01:19in the light of a lantern.

01:21Somehow she finished her physics exam

01:23and we happily

01:25started waiting for her results

01:26in the month of June.

01:28What will be the result?

01:29It's not you,

01:30it's your family,

01:31it's your society that decides.

01:32So for them,

01:33the first division was considered.

01:34At that time,

01:35the result was not on the internet.

01:36It used to come in a newspaper

01:37in which the division was written

01:38in front of the roll number.

01:40In that month of June,

01:41after standing in the heat for a long time,

01:43suddenly it rained.

01:45At 11 o'clock at night,

01:46I took that newspaper

01:47and came home

01:48and wrapped it around that wet newspaper

01:50and started looking.

01:51I reached that page

01:52where their roll number was written.

01:54Before that,

01:55there was a lot of second division

01:56and after that,

01:57first division.

01:58But didi?

01:59Didi's number?

02:00Didi's number was not there.

02:01Papa said,

02:02look carefully.

02:03Mom started worshipping God

02:04and didi

02:05went to a wall

02:06and stood there.

02:08I tried for a long time

02:09and felt like

02:10I should write the division

02:11in front of the roll number

02:12and finish the matter

02:13but I could not do that.

02:14The smell of that drying newspaper

02:16went into my sister's eyes

02:17and from there,

02:18it came to her cheeks.

02:20Although she had given the exam,

02:21the whole house had failed.

02:23We did not know

02:24how to say this.

02:26And the next day,

02:27the news in the newspaper

02:28in which the children

02:29committed suicide,

02:30committed suicide,

02:31I started looking for it,

02:32hiding it

02:33and throwing it away.

02:36Didi left the house

02:38and we stopped

02:39leaving her alone.

02:42My one wish was going to be fulfilled

02:44that I would get new books.

02:46But I did not want

02:47if I get them like this.

02:48I wanted those books

02:49in which the level of irritation

02:50is underlined,

02:51in which a dry rose is kept,

02:54in which a leaf of knowledge is kept

02:55and in which sometimes

02:56with the names of Shweta and Parul,

02:58their letters are cut

02:59and played the game

03:00of Love, Hate, Adore.

03:03Then that unfortunate day came

03:04when Didi had to wear

03:05the school dress and go.

03:08We did not know

03:09how to tell her

03:10to wear the uniform.

03:11For graduation,

03:12she had worn

03:13the matching dress

03:14with her friends

03:15and brought the dress

03:16to go.

03:17How?

03:18How would she go to the bus stand?

03:19How would she sit in the class

03:20with those juniors

03:21whom she used to flirt with?

03:22And even if she did all this,

03:23because of frustration,

03:24she did not return home.

03:26So?

03:28That morning,

03:29that morning of July,

03:31when Didi tried

03:32to open the door,

03:34but she could not open it.

03:35She sat on a sofa nearby.

03:36No one said anything to her.

03:38And in the night,

03:39she slept on the same sofa

03:40wearing the school dress.

03:41The next morning,

03:42my mother told me

03:43to drop Didi to the bus stand.

03:44I always used to get irritated.

03:46But today,

03:47I was not irritated.

03:48I was scared.

03:50Somehow,

03:51I dared to go to the gate.

03:53Before going to the office,

03:54I put my hand on her head

03:56and whispered something

03:57in her ear.

03:58Didi got up

03:59and maybe because of me

04:00or my father,

04:01she was able to dare

04:02to open the gate.

04:03She put her first foot

04:04on the road

04:05and closed her eyes

04:06and accepted her

04:07failure and defeat.

04:08Now we started

04:09walking towards the bus stand.

04:10The aunts standing nearby

04:11were sweeping.

04:12The grandfather

04:13who always used to go

04:14from the window

04:15and the uncle

04:16who used to take a bag

04:17and leave for the office

04:18everyday,

04:19were walking very slowly

04:20today.

04:21We felt

04:22that this road

04:23should be cut

04:24somehow.

04:25And we were walking

04:26on this road

04:27while closing our eyes.

04:28We did not have the courage

04:29to look up

04:30and reach the place

04:31where our special people

04:32could not see us.

04:33Didi pulled me

04:34and pushed me.

04:35And because of her

04:36tears falling from her eyes,

04:37my T-shirt

04:38and the oil

04:39on my head

04:40started spoiling

04:41her bus shirt.

04:42I told her,

04:43Didi,

04:45I will not be able

04:46to walk on this road.

04:47I don't want to walk

04:48on this road anymore.

04:49Our last fear

04:50was proving to be

04:51true now.

04:52The school bus

04:53had arrived

04:54and I thought

04:55I should stop them.

04:56But she said

04:57something while

04:58leaving my hand.

04:59I got confused.

05:00I was decoding her

05:01that while getting

05:02on the bus

05:03full of juniors,

05:04she reached the seat

05:05which is the longest

05:06and the last

05:07but usually

05:08only those people

05:09sit there

05:10with whom no one

05:11sits.

05:12She took her hand

05:13and said,

05:14I won't go anywhere

05:15until I get my

05:16600 rupees.

05:17She kept her hand

05:18on the big window

05:19like this

05:20and we both

05:21started laughing

05:22and crying

05:23slowly

05:24while looking

05:25at each other.

05:26It felt like

05:27we had

05:28washed away

05:29that fear

05:30with tears.

05:31Now I was

05:32able to understand

05:33her.

05:34I jumped

05:35and reached

05:36those ladies

05:37who were

05:38probably

05:39talking to us

05:40in a crowd.

05:41I told them,

05:42she gave me

05:43very bad looks

05:44and a thousand

05:45abuses.

05:46I moved ahead

05:47and then turned around.

05:48I said the same thing

05:49which my dad

05:50said to me

05:51while getting

05:52on the bus

05:53with my sister.

05:54Instead of

05:55being a failure,

05:56it's better to

05:57try and fail

05:58a thousand times.

05:59Isn't it?

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