Numaira Bilal Shareef, an 18 year old student pursuing her education in a university, known for cheerfulness, an extroverted, kind girl who loves her family more than anything and everything.
She did not expect that she'd love someone other than he...
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"As your homeroom teacher, I took the liberty to look into your other subjects to comprehend that were all your subjects are scored this low, but to my surprise you've scored pretty well in other subjects. English 57, Second language 53, Business communications 50, Microeconomics 39, BOM 51."
I'm about to cry, so bad that I'm also about to faint.
I'm really disappointed. What the hell is this? Am I dreaming? Even my microeconomics weren't fine, just why?
But Ms. Mathur didn't seem to notice my absolute distress and continues, "Only your scores in Accounting and BM aren't good at all. You've failed in both.
I've seen you paying complete attention in my class, submitting all the work sums and assignments in time, but why dear?
Your BM professor thinks you've never paid attention to her class at all. But I don't think that's the problem."
I've always paid attention to these two classes diligently, but these were the results I got, so it's natural that Mrs. Reeta will assume I don't work hard. But what about my efforts?
I'm not asking why didn't I get full scores. I'm just trying to find why I could not even pass on that subject. Am I that stupid?
"Look, Numaira, I'm trying to help you here not to digress you, so please tell me, is there anything I can do to help you out of this?"
I've to say something here so I say, "Mam, I seriously don't know, every time I try to workout a sum on my own, I don't ever get the answer right. I don't even know where I'd have to start now, mam, please give me suggestions. I'll start working on it."
She sighs and responds to my plea with a gentle tone, "I can help you with some extra classes but for the past few months my health issues has been increased and I stopped taking those classes at all. But if you want we could make arrangements."
Yes! Go for it!
"Mam, I'm absolutely fine with any arrangements. Please help me through this." I basically have stopped myself from getting on my knees here. But I could do it too.
Anything is fine with me. Poor performance in studies simply gives way to my mom's wrath and disappointment. The latter part is something I couldn't tolerate.
I can be anything, like literally anything a brat, a dumb person, but disappointment. Not that, never that.
"Okay then, I will have to meet you after your lunch break. The next class is about to start, so go. By the way, what's your next class, though?"
