LiFe In TwO WOrLdS

It was my pre-board exams of 10th,on the second day of exams when I was on my way to school, I fell of my bicycle and though I got up and managed to reach my school in time ,it was by the middle of that exam that I realised that my writing hand (left hand) had swelled and I couldn't move it at all.I wasn't able to complete my paper that day.  . My left hand had a fracture in "ulna part" and it was plastered .Next morning I was on my terrace hiding in the corner and weeping with my head down ( yeah I was a dedicated nerd !).Suddenly I realised that someone was standing next to me, it was my mom.Her eyes were moist too but I think she managed to control it.She sat near me on the ground and with a confident smile asked "when is your next exam" ? I said after 2 days and burst into tears.She wiped my tears and said-  "I DON'T CARE IF YOU GET A ZERO IN YOUR NEXT SUBJECT BUT YOU ARE GOING TO GIVE THAT EXAM OKAY ! ? ". I showed her my plaster

                                ( photo courtesy:- Vaishakh karthikeyan) It wasn't different from any other sunday except waking up to the drum beats. I knew SAC (student affair council ) had organised Onam celebration today but for a 4th year guy (who hasn't been placed yet and who don't know any clairvoyant ) there are far more important things than being gregarious .But  finally I decided to go out and have a look at what was going on at the football ground. When I  reached the football ground ,what I saw was no different than any of the previous year's but still when I realised that this might be the last time I am going to see any of this ,my apathy turned into a little unacceptable regret. There was a crowd in front of me dancing in euphoria and the beauty of the scene was beyond  my words . Guys in their black kurta and white dhoti ,girls in their beautiful traditional attire and a group of drummers ,all inebriatedly dancing  on the beats of the drummer. I