she continues...

Five thousand five hundred and... Her heart skipped a beat. Not that she cried often but this time she had no control over her lacrymal glands. The lock-gates had let loose. No it was not a reason to be happy for those who aim IITs, in fact it would have been a disgrace, a reason enough to commit suicide. But hers was different. Infact given the resources, she would have made it to the IITs or not still remains a question unanswered. This had made her life. Now she could study what she had always wanted to, not in some government college but at least in some private college. A loan could be arranged. And she would study...
She suddenly remembered the girl who was seated just in front of her on the day of the joint entrance examination. Now what was the name?.. She had always been bad with names... Umm... Yes... Swastika. She took a mental note to call her up.
The happiness that had set in within her with the sight of the results, had long evaporated, she wondered whether she will be able to share the real truth behind her so-called success with anyone ever. More still would she ever be able to forgive herself...