I always took my things carelessly...... was always busy wid toys n friends.
My dad always tried to explain me about the importance of time...importance of academics and always tried to make me realize my actual potential..but i never took him seriously ...I always listened to him but as soon as he is out of sight...i was back to mischiefs...
Time was flying like anything but i was the same old little naughty girl ....busy in my own small fairy world....
One day when i was in my highschool i was away for a debate competition.It was my first public encounter.One of my friend was participating in that event and i dont know how i got ready to be there as an active participant.I was quite nervous and shy.My eyes were searching for my dad because i knew he is my biggest strength.No matter how mischievous i was..i was always the twinkle of my dad's eye.
I found him sitting on the very front row eagerly waiting for my turn.He was aware of my scary situation.He comforted me by his gestures.Somehow i managed to get through it but i knew it was the worst debate on my part.I was in tears.It seemed to me that i was dumped in the real world from my fairy land.Till now my world was limited to toys...dolls...friends....fairies...wonderlands.I never tried to be a part of the real world.But that day...that moment taught me each and every thing which my dad always wanted me to learn...
That one defeat was my life's turning point.Till now i was judged by my parents eyes but when i was not accepted by others i was bit shattered.
Every lesson taught by my dad was echoing in my ears..every inspiration given by my mother was rolling infront of my eyes.....n every comment given by the judges and my batchmates was hitting my heart.
My parents were my best companion at that weak moment of mine.I was in their arms feeling down.I personally feel that ..that day was the longest day i had...Time was still it seemed to me..
But...whatever it was..it was making a way for a new ..confident....brave...sensitive little girl having blessings of her parents.....a girl full of aims and aspirations.....a girl full of new life....
That day onwards all the toys were lost....all the fairytales were dumped....I was now a tough girl who was ready to face the competions.....who was determined to win in every circumstances....
My parents were happy...I was happy......and to their surprise just after six long months...they witnessed their little girl holding "the best debater" glistening trophy in her hand on the same ground.My dad was the happiest person at that moment and i was the most charming lady of the moment.
I called my parents on the stage and took their wishes...and you know what my dad whispered in my ear.....
"THERE IS ALWAYS A ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT"
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