GASICS Part 13

Ready to celebrate, we waited for the official results to be declared.

When I opened the site on the last day of vacation, my new roll number blinked back at me.

EE23B158.

I could see myself start to lose it as I saw those first two letters.

High as it was, my GPA simply did not cut it to send me to CS. 8 people from Elec had a perfect 10, and would fill those 8 spots.

I sulked on the inside as I congratulated my closest friend on getting through.

Why God? Why? After all this, after having come so far, just to fall short by a thin margin at the end? All because of one single stupid grade that was decided at random? 1.5 years of sweat and tears, down the drain in an instant.

Every single cuss word I knew passed through my head in the hour that followed.

This was the end. Or was it?