Over time, the drama of these rituals diminished. A loving Mom was replaced by earphones playing Eminem. Anything to block out the senseless chatter before the test! No sweet treats, perhaps a glass of water and emptying the bladder. A deep breath and you are off imagining isometric view in a large classroom with dusty wooden desks.
Later, many years later, there were no friends to wish you luck. There was just you and your Grade-book. Of course, the freezing temperature of Michigan winter added to the drabness of it all.
In line with these trends, I only had myself to support for today’s test. But there were there no papers, no pens and no multiple choices. Instead there was a track lap, a super car with an insane engine and monstrous brakes. And then there was me, in a six point harness and a Michigan summer. So anyways, the test was done and lap times were met. Having passed, I sighed in relief and joy.
It was that simple.
I suppose it is part and parcel of being an adult. Eliminate the ground speed and eliminate the drama.
🙂 I would always feel the drama was unnecessary, not anymore…
Upasna: You saying that you want drama now?
Notice how God never bailed you out if you didn't know the answers on a test??? That is part and parcel of being an adult as well, finally figuring out that you make your own destiny and you need to get into that super car and do what you gotta do if u want to pass..
Dush I swear I've had enough drama for a lifetime now! 😉
What I meant was it's what is behind the drama…
I do so envy this 🙂
Jasmine: I completely agree.
Mystic Rose: Not each day is like this. So I wait again. Thanks, though.
Hey Dushyant,
I feel the drama is necessary not always but sometimes when one is desperate for success to distract you from the stress of it.
Good to hear from you. You write well. Wassup with you? Long time…
Hey Gargi! Drama post success makes some sense but premature drama seems emotive at best.
Thanks for the comment.