Story of kaidi(convict) no. MM 1231948

In case you are wondering what 1231948 is..
It is actually my CET Engineering exam hall ticket number.Yesterday was really good.Had laughs with cousins,unwrapped goodies and did what all a teen would love to.It wasn't until yesterday night that my tummy started getting that weird feeling.I was so oblivious of the predicament I was going to face in 12 hours.Well I sensed something good or bad was in store...but wasn't prepared for the worst.Had a talk with a friend about what is in future for us..talked about our back up options.My dad then yelled in his usual strict voice,was still on the phone and asked him to wait.
5 mins passed..and I could see his sleepy yet annoyed countenance in the dim passage light..and amidst hurried good byes and best of lucks I crawled into my sheet..listening to some soothing stuff by Sound system,my head swayed with the beat..i was at peace,little did I realize what fate had in store for me when the sun next rose.
I was soon asleep..and soon awake it was 8 in the morning..looked at my cellphone(thats usually the first thing I do in the morning)..2 missed calls..3 messages
2 messages were really lame jokes..
the other message said..Dude how much did you score?
I frantically switched the Laptop on..and typed dmer.org..put in the details
And my Jaw was wide open with surprise and anguish..I didnt really do that well in the exams
My mom non nonchalantly gave an OK nod..
But i was dumbfound
And then I got to terms with the reality
Hurried to fill up B Sc forms..thinking engineering is just not my thing..
And all hell broke loose from then on..
It rained..my umbrella broke due to the force of the wind..no means of public transport seemed too come to my aid on the street whatsoever..no cabs no buses..no rickshaws..after half an hour of looking like a lost hitchhiker on the road a friend volunteered to take me to some place where i wasn't going..he felt sorry for me
I did too..even more
Got into a rickshaw soon..and realized I forgot a whole bunch of docs and a photo of myself which i was supposed to carry..
I was in a mess..
Got my pic clicked at some 1 min photo studio..
God was kind this time though..the shopkeeper said i was the first customer of the day..he gave me a 20 rupee discount..reached the college..filled up the forms and got through with them somehow.
Came back home penniless..just merely managed to buy a ticket back home.
It was one of the worst mornings of my entire life..something which i shall remember for a very long time
Less of a morning..more of a mourning