do we really respect our teachers?

DEAR READERS, THIS IS MY 1ST STORY, BASED ON A SMALL BOY SAYING HIS ROAD TO SUCCESS (though a small one), AND WHU ALL ARE RESPONSIBLE 4 IT. HOPE U LL WILL ENJOY IT. AND PLEASE DUNT 4GET FOR FEEDBACK.... HERE WE GO....
 "Ajay !!! wat is this?? am fed up. Is this the reason why you were not interested since morning to come  here?  " SKD appeared as Gabbar singh of Sholay, like anytime, he may slash off my head.  
Oopz sorry, i forgot to introduce SKD. He is none other than my father Satyajit Kumar Dwivedy , who is scolding his innocent , cute, lovely, fun loving child (more than enough) none other than me.
It was not because i was playing for whole day, or not because i had done any mischief in my class for which my class teacher had called my father. Rather it was the day when MY RESULTS CAME OUT. I was in 4th standard and as expected , the same poor result was maintained by me. I also never worked hard to break the jinx. I got 601/1200 (I still remember those marks).
Ours is a middle class family. Papa works as a government servant in railways. And me,was their one and only child AJAY DWIVEDY. So, since the day i was born, many expectations started building on me by mom and dad so as a result of which, they admitted me to St. Josephs Convent High School. It was the best in our city. Though it was expensive, still then, they made me to that school because of their expextations that I will grow up in a good study atmosphere. But alas! everything went wrong. I was not at all a good student, crawled to get pass marks till standard 5th in every exams.
Then SKD got transferred to another city(BBSR). And after a lot of discussions, on my admission, SKD now didnt went for St. Josephs. He preferred KVS which was close to our home, and was also economical as it was  a government institution.
"Today the results are going to be out. How much do you expect ? ".... SKD said in a seroius tone
Whenever, i hear that results will be declared, i dunt know, how my attitude changes automatically. I will wake up late, go to bathroom and sit there for long time and all the things goes in my mind is "how this moment will pass away" . And by noticing my behavior, SKD was sure that his son is again going to maintain his record track of poor marks.
"what is this? you are from ICSE and how could you get this type of grade here?   " SLAP!!!!!! 
"Leave him, he will do good next time. "  Mama screamed as if she was getting hurt more than me while I was beaten by SKD. 
Really, all mothers are so sweet to their children. They are the living gifts by god to us all.
Then at that night, i slept with mama and here she speaks " Ajju, why are not reading? Your papa and I have lots of expectations from you. From your childhood, we had fulfilled all your wishes by not considering our incomes. But still, you are not at all seroius. " I really felt bad. more worse than SKD's slaps. 
She again said   " see. I didnot had a new saree from last year. Mrs Mishra, Mrs singh, all had bought new saree in this durga pooja except me. And all these sacrifice I did is all for whom??? Its only for you.  "  this is the most popular lines said by every woman when she is in grief. I was feeling guilty and at the same time, feeling sleepy too. And didnt knew, when my eyelids closed by hearing the live radio hopfully, the RJ didnt knew it.
As in KV, upto 5th standard there are grade systems, and i got the following grades:
MATHS       - B
SCIENCE   - B
HINDI        - C
SST             - C
ENGLISH   - A
Due to ICSE from child, I was good in english in our class. I was able to speak more fluently than anyone else in our class.
TURNING POINT
In a unit test, by the help of my friend Abhinash (who was sitting next to me) and some by my ideas, I cant believe, I got highest marks in English in our section. That day was very much memorable for me. I was very much happy infact, went to our colony water tank and screamed in top of my voice. It feels good.. Then, i revealed this to SKD. Both of them appreciated me . Even, papa gifted me with a new wrist watch. I know it may sound funny to all, but its true and I know that happy feeling when a boy clinches top in a subject just after when he was crawling to get pass marks. May be SKD had the same feeling for which he gifted me with a watch.
THATS IT FOR NOW. LETS SEE WHAT HAPPENS TO AJAY AND HOW FAR DOES THIS DAY AFFECTS HIS LIFE ... IN MY NEXT POST "DO WE REALLY RESPECT OUR MA'AMS- II  

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