Hope, they say, is a rope that swings you through life. Hope can make wonders happen. "Ummeed pe duniya kaayam hai" has become the order of the day. But sans any intention of delving into the philosophical depths and viewing hope from an emotional tangent, we provide to you the practical functions that hope performs in a student's life, leading him/her to say each second:
So, here's a glimpse of the extent to which a student's life is replete with hope.
With bucket loads of hope, and truckloads of regret manifesting itself in motivation, a student is all set to take on the new semester. Alas, the renewed hope and zeal die an early death, for the student had never perceived the difficulties that would come his way. Hope becomes a fodder for your existence and endeavours. Facing the trials and tribulations of settling in new environs is a daunting task and it is hope that keeps you going. HOPE is the word
Such is the sad but true story of the gain and loss of hope.
Still, somewhere in your heart, it is hope which makes it possible for you to believe that you will be able to emerge victorious over the enemies of laziness, tardiness and foolishness
The shy student, who isn't much of a verbose, imagines being more forthcoming, making new friends. He lingers on to the hope of metamorphosing n becoming popular. He extends his hand four beginning a camaraderie, but after that finds himself at a loss of words. Unaware of the right thing to say or the right joke to crack, he reverts to his old ways
As pointed out before, it is a testing time for friendships too and many friendships fall out due to conflict of priorities among friends. One just hopes that either his friend has also studied only as much, or if he has studied complete then the friendship which always attracted abhorrence of teacher will accrue its benefits in the form of the learned friend prompting all answers.
The anticipation of the sudden appearance of Santa in times of need is pretty ludicrous, for you have to wage your own battles.
To quote a line from The Fault in Our Stars, "The world is not a wish granting factory."
P.S. The writers here HOPE that you liked reading the article. We also HOPE that you will leave comments in the section below.
Beginning of the session:
The session begins with much pomp and show. Okay, not really but then that is what each student would like to believe: that his/her life is a movie (or worthy of one based on it). Reality, as it happens to be, is quite different. Almost contradicting. No one gives a damn whether its your first day in a new session, if you have promised to re-invent yourself or if you are trying to get out of a cocoon or you are stepping out of your comfort zone. Hope, my dear friend is all you have. Also, you harbour hope of making new and true friends, of becoming the apple of your teachers' eyes, of becoming popular, of being conferred a position in the school Prefectorial board/college union.
During the session:
When troubles come into sight, all hopes are abandoned for the pursuit of comfort is much more tempting. With all hope of burning the midnight oil and studying meticulously gone, the student embraces his old ways.Such is the sad but true story of the gain and loss of hope.
Still, somewhere in your heart, it is hope which makes it possible for you to believe that you will be able to emerge victorious over the enemies of laziness, tardiness and foolishness
The shy student, who isn't much of a verbose, imagines being more forthcoming, making new friends. He lingers on to the hope of metamorphosing n becoming popular. He extends his hand four beginning a camaraderie, but after that finds himself at a loss of words. Unaware of the right thing to say or the right joke to crack, he reverts to his old ways
Hope of being noticed by your crush:
This crush of yours you can't just get over. But sadly, you are just another member of the crowd to him. You want to catch his eye, you want him to recognize you and you do all within your power to achieve it. Right from sending a request on Facebook, to liking all his display pics, to coming up with excuses to go to his class, to stealing glances while walking down the corridor, you don't leave any stone unturned. Yet when he doesn't poke you back on Facebook, when that love meter software just shows your love percentage at a meagre 35 percent, and when he doesn't' even bother to nod at you to acknowledge your presence, all hope, like your heart, lies broken in fragments.
Exam times:
So, exams time is called the testing time. True to the status it has been accorded, it does test everything from one's caliber to our friendships to our consistency in collection of notes. This is perhaps that time where we cling to hope the most. We begin by hoping that we get enough time and concentration and mental abilities and resources to study well. Talking of resources, one also hopes to amass all the notes, photocopies and scribbled sheets of paper (amass, because it is no less than wealth, right) and then one hopes, direly so, that our friends be in the same boat as us.
Results:
Results, the most dreaded part of this examination system, the culmination of it all. While a majority of hopes are not difficult to decipher: they are simple hopes to "pass" the exam, there are others who hope for miracles to happen. Ridicule commits suicide when a student who attempted the paper for 50 marks HOPES to score a 70. And hope is a big word, mind that. The scholar is hoping for a century in all subjects, while surreptitiously an average student hopes to have broken his own record, and many a times, that of the scholar too. In the aftermath of results, marked by an incessant shower of consolations and congratulations, hope becomes the most instrumental weapon.
The anticipation of the sudden appearance of Santa in times of need is pretty ludicrous, for you have to wage your own battles.
To quote a line from The Fault in Our Stars, "The world is not a wish granting factory."
P.S. The writers here HOPE that you liked reading the article. We also HOPE that you will leave comments in the section below.
