Dreams and efforts gone

Dreams and efforts lay crushed on the floor

A few year ago I was in the college lodging. It was my last year, and I was very occupied with my tests and arrangements. I was anticipating that a good result and planning should go to unfamiliar nations for higher examinations. How could I get an administration grant for going to the U.S.A. That was the solitary issue that stressed me day and night. It was realized that I had bought a ticket for the Sikkim Raffle, which had reported one lakh of rupees as the principal prize. However, I didn't bank upon it; rather I had failed to remember that I had bought the ticket. 

The first of April was an occasion in our school as some Muslim celebration fell on that day. Having no classes in the first part of the day. I was sleeping till 8-30 A.M. The earlier night I concentrated till around 3 AM, so I was dozing in the first part of the day. Unexpectedly, my cohort Ben raced into the room with a wire in his hand."Congratulations! Generous congrats!" He yelled as loud as possible. I didn't have the foggiest idea why he did so jumped up and went towards him. 

Ben danced so hard he almost hit his head on the cupboard

He read the substance of the wire, which ran along these lines: "Won first prize of one lakh, congrats Manager, Sikkim Raffle, Gangtok." Saying thus, he started to hit the dance floor with the wire in his grasp. I could peruse my name and address on the envelope. 

I requested that Ben give me the message, however, he ran out saying that he would offer it to me just when I organized a guard desserts party for him and his best friends

I failed to remember everything, even my examinations, "I will get one lakh rupees!" My heart started pulsating quick and I felt very thrilled. I had not time even to follow Ben and affirm the news, which he had passed on to me. I had one and only one idea hiding in my psyche how to tie down a visa to travel to the U.S.A., where I would proceed with my further examinations.' 

"Which University would it be a good idea for me to join there? I asked myself." Harvard? No, Michigan? No. California Yes! "California is the best University in America for higher investigations in Economics." I was resolved to join that University and get back to India three years after the fact as an undeniable Ph.D. I wanted my parents to be proud of me and finally see me as someone worthy of the family name. Both of my parents were highly educated scholars who went to six ivy - league colleges combined.

I dressed and went directly to the home of the District Magistrate and told him all about him my goals mentioning him to help me in tying down an identification for going to the U.S.A. He saluted me on winning the main prize in the lottery and wisely advised me to move toward the State Government through him, guaranteeing me that would get my identification inside two months' time. 

Another idea at that point started to prick me how to get the check (which was to get from the Raffle Committee) encased since had no record with any bank. Went to the home of the chief of the neighborhood State Bank and identified with him my story. The bank chief guaranteed me that he would help me in getting my check encased. 

So two issues had been settled. At that point, the third one sprung up how to tie down admission to an American University? I had heard from one of my unfamiliar qualified educators that it was a difficult task to tie down admission to American Universities. The Principal of the nearby Christian Girls College was an American. I straight away went to her home and looked for a meeting with her. 

The sort hearted preacher woman, who had been in India for quite a while, gave me an initial letter to one of her cousins who had been on the staff of the Central Arts College, the University of California mentioning him to help me in tying down admission to the said University. I jumped up and down with so much I could hardly contain my happiness: presently the entirety of my issues had been tackled. 

I went to the massage office and sent a wire to my senior sibling advising him regarding my great and fortunate success. On my way back to the motel, there was a sanctuary of God Shiva( A Hindu god also known as the destroyer) and I had consistently been am as yet a genuine adherent and adorer of God Shiva and offered my exceptional supplication, along these lines summoning motivation from the powerful God! 

I got back to my room feeling insightful taking a gander at the structure, which I was to leave soon. I would be before long held up in probably the most amazing structure of America. As I went into my room, I saw the faked wire posted on the divider simply over my investigation table, on which were composed these words in block capitals: APRIL FOOL Anna! This made me feel so terrible I fell down to the floor with a crash. 

My fantasy lay broke. Every one of the arrangements I had made was pointless. I had been befooled through my companions who even now attempt to reassure me saying it was not in any manner vital. I eventually forgave them and all was forgotten, well not all but I still did start to see that they meant it as a harmless prank.

A few days later I found out that I had managed to get a full-ride scholarship to the university with food and lodging.

This is a real story that had happened to a friend of mine and she told me about this a few years back