Once upon a time there was a bright kid who dared to aim high. Being a school topper and a University rank holder it was the next big goal she was sure she could achieve. She was full of confidence and believed that she could achieve whatever she wanted to in life.

Till yesterday that is. India’s revered management aptitude exam’s results have hit her like a ton of bricks. CAT 2013 turned out to be a disaster. I have never been too good at a subject like Quants but a 22 percentile is a pretty shocking result considering I had honestly put in efforts to improve this weak area of mine. The pretty decent VA score might act as an analgesic but the wounds that the other section has given me will surely take some time to heal.

But you know what dear CAT? Its fine. No excuses. No foul crying. Maybe I got what you think I deserved this time. But it is not over yet. Not that I am considering giving another shot at you but because I am going to prove how awesome a candidate you have missed. I might not have landed up in the ‘Red Building of Dreams’ I aspired to get into but I will choose my path and build on it the dreams I have always had. One entrance test can neither define me nor can it stop me from achieving my aim. I gave up the placement opportunity I had just to pursue you. And now I will make sure that you regret rejecting me. I will now go with my Plan B which I had fortunately chalked out after coming across the past experiences of aspirants that run after you and will take up the government banking exam I have just cleared.

Even when I type this, I can feel my heart a little heavy while receiving mails from my coaching centre being sure that I must have scored really well. I have no idea how I will visit my centre for my GD/PI preparations feeling awkward when other students announce their 90 percentiles but I promise that I will keep my head held high and build my future as bright as I deserve it to be by putting in all the efforts I can.

With this article I end my rendezvous with you. I will settle the scores with you very soon. I will derive all the motivation I need from my inner self and exude so much positiveness that all that is due to me by destiny will reach me soon. This is not revenge. But, it is a battle yet to be won.

I am not a quitter. Have never been. Will never be. The formulae sheets pasted on my book shelf might have been taken down. But my poem that keeps me strong will always stay.

The battle is not over my dear. Because I am yet to emerge as the winner…