Happiest Day of My Life

Life is a mixture of joys and sorrows. Most of the days are ordinary days when joys and sorrows get mixed up and overlap each other. There are only a few days of pure joy or pure sorrow.

However, one day which haunts my mind frequently is the 15th August, 1992. Even otherwise, it is an auspicious day, being the Independence Day. It was on this day that the result of my plus two class of 10+2+3 was declared. The result had been inordinately delayed for several reasons. When I opened the morning newspaper, to my surprise, I found that the result of my class had been declared. I became curious. My joy knew no bounds when I found that my Roll Number appeared at the top. I had topped the list of all the candidates in the state. Undoubtedly, I had done my papers fairly well, but I never expected first position.

As my parents and other members of the family came to know of this, they were overjoyed. Soon,there was a bee-line of my friends who came to congratulate me. I brought some sweets from the market to offer the same to every congratulator.

It was about noon when the postman appeared abruptly with a telegram. It in-formed me that I had been selected in the C.E.T. to appear in which I had been permit-ted provisionally, pending the declaration of my +2 examination result. I had thus killed two birds with one stone. Not only had I got through an examination, but also my future career had been secured at one stroke.

Needless to say that the number of my congratulators increased manifold. My double success became the talk of the town. Even the principal and teachers of the school were kind enough to come to my house and congratulate me and exhort me to maintain the tempo of successes through hard work. I can indeed never forget the happiest day of my life 15th August, 1992.