The Prefix Of His Life.

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"Everything Is Written!"

The English teacher wrote on the blackboard, as the tenth standard class of Holy Angels High School gazed at their young and beautiful English subject teacher. She was a very outspoken and friendly personality and had good relations with every student of the class. Being in their teenage, and puberty hitting them hard, every guy of the class had a huge crush on her, Miss. Anjali.

The teacher began with her lecture, she began speaking, however the guys couldn't take their eyes off their teacher, as she was today draped in a shiny red sari. Her hair straightened, 'Kajal' below her eyes and typical South Indian earrings dancing by her ears as she walked in the classroom, delivering her lecture.

"Life isn't something that we decide how to live it. The way we live life, the way it progresses is all written somewhere. Its like a scripted movie that every person is living. By somewhere, I am not indicating to God, but I'm trying to convey that 'DESTINY" is what matters a lot. Every person tries hard to achieve everything that he or she wishes to posses, but at the end of the day, you'll get only what is there in the store for you. That's what is fate or destiny they say. No matter how hard you try, no matter whatever you do, you just cannot overturn what is written in your fate. Everything is written, literally everything. From the smallest of the things that happen to you, to the most tragic incidents that you undergo in life, every single thing is written, and that's the reason why you got it. For example students, a guy doesn't study until a night before his exams, and memorizes only a few questions which he thinks might arrive in the exam paper, and then the same set of questions appearing in the exam paper, is called destiny. What fate had written or decided for him, the same happened. The same goes with what I'm trying to imbibe in your growing minds, is that you'll face hardships in your life, no doubt about it, but also, you'll get what is written for you. You don't have to keep worrying about the bad patches in your life, these patches were also written for you so that you improve yourself through them. All in all, students, what I mean is you can't handle what is written for you, you'll get what you deserve at the right time, at the right place, through the right person. That's it." , saying thus Miss. Anjali paused to drink water from her Tupperware bottle which today matched the color of her sari.

"Any questions my dear students? Would you like to speak anything on what I said? Any counterview from your side?" the teacher asked. That is when; I felt I need to speak up. This is the right time to create a good impression, and improve my relations with my super-beautiful teacher. English had always been my favorite subject and I loved debating with anyone on any give topic, just to show-off my English speaking skills. Organic and Inorganic chemistry sucked in front of the chemistry that I would create between the characters while writing a love story. The pull of the words, poems and quotes was a stronger one for me, than the gravitational pull. Cause words provided solace and understanding to me. Penning down m thoughts was a favorite pass time during boring lectures, but not during the English lecture, It was the only lecture that I would enjoy.

"Me! Ma'am Shall I?", I asked. "Oh Yes, Arjun. Sure, Please stand up." Ma'am said while playing with the chalk in her hands. I knew she was expecting something good from me. I begun, "Ma'am, its not that I don't respect what you say, your opinions are duly respected, but what I think, is what I believe and what I believe is only what I'll say. I believe that nothing is written. You come into the world with an unwritten, blank slate. Your life when it begins ,is just like the first page of an empty book. Totally blank. Its you and only you who has total control over your life. And you have the whole right to write your fortune. The way you behave, the way you act, the way you live is what you will live your life like. Nothing is written, what is written Is the fact that you will write your own destiny. And when you have the power to write your destiny, you can also change it. Talking about various aspects of life which you said are written, I'll counter view it and say they aren't. Working hard isn't written in someone's destiny, securing top ranks isnt just written and then you achieve it. You achieve it only when the constant hard work, efforts and perseverance work in tandem. Oh! And talking about those hyped destined "LOVE STORIES" Hahah, Oh Man, That's just the most nonsense thing I know of. If love stories were made in heaven, then Indian marriages wouldn't have been arranged by the families of the marrying couple. In India 75% of the marriages are destined and nothing is written. Overall, I mean to say NOTHING IS WRITTEN. And there I rest my case, my lord." I finished, as the whole class had erupted in laughter. The teacher as usual had that beautiful spark in her eyes, by which she was looking at me, and that is what inspired me to give such replies.

Being always a last bencher, my group of friends was always a 'cool' one. There are 3 guys and 3 girls. So all in all , there are 7 of us. Seven wonders of our class. Just as every other Bollywood movie showcases a group of friends exactly our group belonged to the same frame. Starting with the most cool and handsome guy and the most closes guy friend of mine in this world, Karan. Karan and me, are now together in same class and have been friends since the past 12 years. Right from we were 3 years old, I.e in Junior KG. We know each other for the longest time now, We have grown up together I will say. I couldn't tie my shoelaces when I was younger, and it was him who used to always tie my laces. He has been in most number of relationships. Like, the most cool guy has to have girlfriends, right? Even he did. But he is single now. I remember many good moments with him. Right from being the most favorite students of every teacher since the very beginning to having crushes on every single hot senior girl at school. From flirting with Anjali miss, in her every English lecture to facing punishments together for not applying oil to our messy, grown hair. We have always been together and always will be. There are two other guys in my group, Ranveer and Samir. Ranveer shifted in my class in the 3rd grade. Ranveer is fun to have around, I mean yeah he is way too kiddish sometimes, and cracks jokes which are lame as hell, but in the end is good by heart and never intends to he bad with anyone. He is the Javed Akhtar of our group. I mean he has calibers to crack IIT, but his passion is poetry. No one among our group can reach his level ever, when it comes to speaking, writing and making poems in Hindi language. He knows what he wants, he can write beautifully. Deeper, than Marina trench, his words are that deep. Also he is a best friend, knows most of my secrets and has been with me whenever needed. (You will know about this later..). Talking about Samir, oh man, every group has a guy who gets bored of girls just like a small kid gets bored of his toys more often than not. In the same context, Samir gets bored of girls. Like, I haven't seen him getting too attached with any girl. He is that guy who would ask you to get into relationships, and fall into love. But, wont get near to it by himself.

Talking about the girls of my group, There are 3 of them. Sania, Reema and Priya. Talking about Sania and Reema both of them are close to me. Like they have always ticked all the boxes when it come to being someone's best friend. They have always been there, but we aren't much in contact. Now talking about Priya, she is just the perfect illustration of a best friend. No one, literally no one knows me as much as she does. She came in my class in 3rd grade, but we started talking only in the 8th grade and when we did, we talked a lot. "Day in & Day Out" will be the perfect term, to justify the talks we had. And gently we became best friends. She has seen my best as well as my worst side. Only she knows many of my untold secrets. She is like a human diary where I confess all my problems, etc. She is the coolest and the jolliest of our group. She is just perfect.


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