Subhas stared at the laptop screen, the sinking feeling that had taken refuge in his stomach since morning hadn't seem to have left. He glances at the clock on the mantle and realizes that he had been staring at the same page for about three hours now and the numbers hadn't changed neither had the fact that he hadn't cleared ADVANCE. IIT had been a dream of his father's since the day he had his son, from when Subhas was a kid it was conditioned that no line but engineering even existed for him. In his middle and early high school days, he had been selected for the state cricket team but as soon as he came to tenth grade, he had been ordered to drop out as it was just another 'distraction'. He had been sent to an all boys school from the very beginning and interaction with the opposite sex had been bare minimum, his father knew all about the sort of trouble teenagers got themselves into and studies always seemed to take a back seat when it came to young love. His father had done everything he could to make sure that Subhas didn't wry away his attention from studies even for a bit, TV time had been limited to an hour a day and fifteen minutes if exams were approaching, he had 8 hours of classes and after that he had to squeeze in at least eight more hours of preparation before even thinking about relaxing. He had followed all those rules meticulously, woken up and gone to sleep at ungodly hours, sacrificed his precious cricket and never would you have heard him voice even one word of complain, some would say he was an ideal son to have but of course his father disagreed, Even Sharma ji's son beat him in every mock test conducted by their coaching center. Subhas had put in every effort but somehow it seemed no matter how many times he seemed to work out a math problem, it never made any sense to him resulting in him eventually forgetting what he learnt, same for physics and chemistry, it appeared the more he tried to run behind these subjects, further they slipped away from him. He hadn't been able to comprehend how he had managed to just about clear the MAINS exam but as soon as he saw the question paper for the next one that he knew he wouldn't be clearing it, unless a miracle happened. He fell short of only 3 marks though, that in itself was surprising and boosted his spirit a little bit but then he remembered his father's face as he left for work this morning announcing that he will come back soon eager to hear of his son'd results. "What will he say?" he thought to himself as he paced back and forth around the room, soon enough the bell rang, he heard his mother opening the door and greeting her father, and there he was peering through the door of his room but one look at his son's face an a frown took over, "Well, what is it?" he inquired. "I didn't get it." came the answer the voice a mere whisper. "Didn't get what? Delhi or Mumbai? Well that was quite expected considering you never put your head in and always seem to be sleeping or watching tv." his father said very irritably. This is when Subhas' indignation rose but he worked to keep a control on his temper and said "No, I didn't even pass the exam." he said, this time his voice stronger.
His father looked like he would burst, he took several steps towards his son and came extremely close to his face, "What do you mean you didn't clear it? I gave you everything you needed food, shelter, clothes, coaching and I just wanted one thing in return from you. JUST ONE THING." He was yelling and his wife as at the entrance of the room looking terrified and not knowing whether to step in or just watch.
Subhas for the first time in his life did not feel afraid, "I did everything i could, firstly. AND also, you don't just want one thing from me, you want me to live my whole life according to how you expect me to. You made me give up the only thing i was good at and loved. YOU HAVE RUINED MY LIFE." His father now seeing red, took a spin in his place and raised his hand to strike him but Subhas in no mood to be suppressed this time said "What will you do, hit me? well go ahead and lose the little bit respect I have left for you, Giving birth to a child and giving them food and raising them to burden them with you wishes is not called parenting, it is breeding. Race horses are bred, people shouldn't be." he had looked straight into his father's eyes while saying all this and realised he had got to him, he decided to give him some space and swiftly left the room.
It is very often, especially in the Indian society that parents get carried away and place upon their children all their dream whether or not they match their own. More than anything else, children need the support of their parents to achieve something they want to in life but of course that doesn't happen and as soon as you dare to step out of the convention, you get shunned. Oh well, as Maslow said after primary needs is the need of a human to feel loved and belongingness and that is something many people fail to acknowledge and refuse to provide their kids with.
His father looked like he would burst, he took several steps towards his son and came extremely close to his face, "What do you mean you didn't clear it? I gave you everything you needed food, shelter, clothes, coaching and I just wanted one thing in return from you. JUST ONE THING." He was yelling and his wife as at the entrance of the room looking terrified and not knowing whether to step in or just watch.
Subhas for the first time in his life did not feel afraid, "I did everything i could, firstly. AND also, you don't just want one thing from me, you want me to live my whole life according to how you expect me to. You made me give up the only thing i was good at and loved. YOU HAVE RUINED MY LIFE." His father now seeing red, took a spin in his place and raised his hand to strike him but Subhas in no mood to be suppressed this time said "What will you do, hit me? well go ahead and lose the little bit respect I have left for you, Giving birth to a child and giving them food and raising them to burden them with you wishes is not called parenting, it is breeding. Race horses are bred, people shouldn't be." he had looked straight into his father's eyes while saying all this and realised he had got to him, he decided to give him some space and swiftly left the room.
It is very often, especially in the Indian society that parents get carried away and place upon their children all their dream whether or not they match their own. More than anything else, children need the support of their parents to achieve something they want to in life but of course that doesn't happen and as soon as you dare to step out of the convention, you get shunned. Oh well, as Maslow said after primary needs is the need of a human to feel loved and belongingness and that is something many people fail to acknowledge and refuse to provide their kids with.
