...and papa got transferred once again.

I woke up around 8am and my elder brother is saying go and knead the flour so that we can cook our food before I leave for office. With almost close eyes I starts working.  Bhaiya's cell is lying just before me on the floor, I picked it up and as its light glows my face I read 10 miss calls. what? Ten miss calls. Oh!! Bhaiya leaves it in silent mode once again. I handed the cell with half smile and uttered "10 miss calls". He is going through the call register, out of these few one are from Amit bhaiya and Somesh bhaiya, and from Home too.. Home!!! why they need to call so early in the morning and bhaiya is trying  home's number. I moved to kitchen and start kneading flour.

After few minutes Bhaiya is in Kitchen stating that papa got transferred once again, this time to Badun and where this this heaven 'Badaun' is? I queried from Abhi bhaiya.... some where near Barilly and put a quarry simultaneously its only four years uncle is transferred to meerut, why so early?

No one of us thinks to give answer of it as he knows that, its almost 18 years since we came with papa before that we and mummy resides in our village. 18 years, 7 Transfers, 6 cities that is the equation of his job. Every now and then we have to pack our bags and shifts to new places, the whole hard work we had done in making relations with unknown people, getting the information of that city, all goes into vain and we move to new place to build a new sweet home once again.......this is the life of an officer and his family of LIU (Local Intelligence Unit) stated as ' khufiya vibhag', in Hindi news dailys.

Why me?

Date 14/June/'07
Time 10 am

With all months long preparations and calculations me, Chanchal and my elder brother entered the counselling hall. We got to know that USIT (University School of Information Technology) and C-DAC are already filled and LBS (Lal Bahaudhar Sastri Institute of Management) and BVICAM (Bhartiya Vidyapeeth Institute of Computer Application and Management) are filling simultaneously. USIT and C-DAC are not our concern because both of them are out of my reach. We had believe with several calculations and searches of past counselling that I will got BVICAM.
Down to memory, Jitendra, my friend at sanmacs (No.1 institute for MCA preparation) said several times to me that he don't want to be selected in many institutes but in either one of these and hopes it will be BVICAM , which gives the best placement this Year in GGIPU (Guru Gobind Singh Inderprastha University) and I always answers his queries with single statement 'Tension mat le, ho jayega kahin na kahin' (Don't be tensed, we will definitely get good colleges) .......... and now although he is not but I'm counting for BVICAM.
The projector is showing information but it is almost one hour late . It is updating very slowly but my eyes don't want to skip any small change in information their. The Boy sitting next to me is on dice for allotment of seat. He has ranked around 200, came back and utter that I got BVICAM and still have 10 Seats vacant. I'm ranked 255th ,BVICAM seems tough, but hope of either LBS or BVICAM still persist. My roll no. is announced for verification of documents. I have only mentioned BVICAM and LBS in the preference sheet. As the verification is over. I don't know why but I asked the lady verifying my documents that I want to add DIAS (Delhi Institute of Advance Studies) as my third choice, she added that with a smile and passed my file to next table.
I'm back to my chair, waiting for my name to be announced for the allotment of seat. Here ranked 240th has been allotted seat, no announcement for closing of any one of BVICAM and LBS. Me and my brother entered last minute discussion if I'll not get anyone of these then DIAS is right choice or not?
Ranker 250 has been allotted seat, none of both is still closed. My name is announced for the allotment of seat, me and ranker's 252, 254 are moving towards dice . I heared with ranker 251 opting for LBS , its closed. Heart starts beating faster 'what know?' Ranker 252 is ready for allotment of seat and the seats allocation register is showing only only two seats vacant. and he is asking for BVICAM.
Only one seat left and one ranker before me. Would he take that or not? I'm not even think of this completely, ranker 256 standing adjacent to me asked ranker 254 " which college you will opt?". Answer is BVICAM. No hope, no pray, nothing going to work. I look towards my elder brother making a signal with thumb down. His curious eyes got everything. Announcement is going into my ears like a sword in someones heart. Why me?
A single seat is going to make a big difference. With sad mood I'm saying 'I have a hard luck, allot me DIAS'. I'm back to my chair and feeling restless, feeling that all the tiredness of I had got in this year is effective at this moment on me and am waiting for admission slip. Bhaiya have to leave and I have to stay there for dheeraj, who has ranked 450 in the list. He is hoping for JIMS and got that, Although we both are smiling but we both have our pains. We departed from there to our homes around 7 pm. Reached home, I'm tired, too tired, nothing is looking nice , but the next day evening when I'm checking my mails. I read a mail from abhi bhaiya and start feeling happy.
The content of mail is here

ONE PARAGRAPH THAT EXPLAINS LIFE ! Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?
To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD " Why me?".

Waiting for second counselling.........................