She is looking at the computer screen for her possible enrollment in far located, second grade engineering college. In between she receives calls from her friends.She learns that they will get admission in so and so best collages of the city. This makes situation worst for her, as merely 'first grade' would not be enough to achieve her goal. She looks at me with pain-filled eyes and sorrow-filled heart.
“I could do better dad, what you think?”
“You have already done good doll, I am happy, and you will get admission.”
“But not in 'Nirma', or 'Vishwa karma', where I can go on my scooty, and where good students are studying?”
“All colleges are same, more or less; and you know that. I am not from the best medical college.”
“But it counts.”
“If you want to.”
“I am not lucky.”
“You are dear.”
“Do you know dad, the first ranker of my school is a 'duffer', he was failed in all his school exams, but had rankers sitting around his seat in exam hall, and he copied from them. Now his name will be shining on school-board forever.”
“You can not compare your self with him, you were the best student of physics and maths in your class.”
“Ya,best student! Who has to travel 100 km daily to study in some second grade collage.”
I remain silent, she has a point.
“Even 'Mitali' will get admission in Nirma”, she says.
“She is from back-ward class, they have reservations.”
“I have neither”
“We are Brahmins, with best culture and heritage,”
“Culture which never helps.”
I remain silent, she has a point.
“And you know dad that scoundrel 'Sudi' will get 'Vishwa karma'- IT?”
“His father is a millionaire,so they can afford capitation fees, and they have political influences too”, I reply.
“I have neither of that two, see how unlucky I am?”
I don’t remain silent, I have points.
I gaze direct to his pale eyes.
“You are lucky,for you have passed, many students are failed”, I say. She is looking at the floor.
“And you are lucky, for your father can afford your education fees, many's can not.”
“You are lucky, that our forefathers were not humiliated, discriminated and considered as untouchables in their time.”
“You are lucky, that God gives you beauty with the brain, honest soul, good parents and life with reputation.”
“Do you know,many students from reserve category ends-up as drop-out cases?”
“Do you know Sudi’s father was ones arrested for criminal offence?”
“Do you know,people stand-up to give honor when your father enters in the clinic?”
“You are lucky,for your father’s mom at 76, and your mom’s fathers at 84 are alive to bless you?”
“You are lucky, for some good people from Ireland, Brazil and Beverly hills have blessed and wished you for your exam. One good soul had lighted three candles for us at cathedral in San-Fransisco.Do you count it as luck?”
“You are lucky,that you are not born in religiously facist country.”
“You are lucky, that your voice can be heard in our country and in our society.”
“You are lucky,that God gives you superb voice and talent to dance, so that you can sing and dance to celebrate.”
“You are lucky,that your father has been survived from critical by-pass surgery, to live with you, so you can have a good education and best caring.”
She rises from the chair to hug me.Her eyes gets moist and I can notice wisdom induced love on her face.
That evening my daughter got 42"wall T.V as a gift from me,not for getting first grade in exam, but for getting 'first grade wisdom.'