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tragic trophy tale......



                          Everything comes to me in a twisted manner, that's my first & final lesson of new year.

              I had a eventful week. I must say, though Pink College and I are not on friendly terms yet we have come to an agreement.
                  This week was College Week, a grand week to show off our talents in respect of  academics, sports, cultural and Fashion wise. Whole college was colorful , first time Pink College was not pink but, yellow, blue, red, green, orange, - a Pallet with its own fable.....
                        So I missed the first day of college week, technically missing the  Short story writing  competition. May be I lost a glorious chance to express the writer in me, nah... I am born to be a writer ( I have far fetched imagination, Writer and me?? )
              Second Day I began my Day loosing  in the first competition - News reading, I had no idea how to do it. Hence this loss made me more determined to do well in next competitions.   I won both Symposium and Extempore  to my bliss. But I lost in On Spot Poetry competition the poet in me is yet to be mature or grow............
           Third day was Debate day for me, so left home with extra enthusiasm and more power in my voice. But of course my seniors were better than me. So I came third ,. Whats the taste of win without a loss?? Well at last moment I decided to participate at quiz, but had no partner Thanks to my new mate who found a super cute senior of mine with brains, So my partner and  I become second highest scoring  team in preliminary round. But in finals we both failed to grab even a single point, we lost at Zero... Everything comes to zero in the end. But this loss was embarrassing one   .......
               Fourth day was prize distribution and cultural evening, I had the misspell  of fate, so I got a chance to announce the prize winners. Alas to my twisted fate, I didn't get my trophies on appointed day.
So next day I received them after a long wait and enough of Drama , the best orator  was angry with his tiny trophy we furious  over fear of getting  old trophies......

Now that cant be so simple can it? Never, When I have something Happy, Fate has to twist it... Nothing comes for me Normal

Element Of Surprise     
as soon as I reached home, and gave my trophies to Mom, one of the trophies came of its Wooden base.......
 The first ever trophies of my life, alas, one of them wanted to make me more happy so he detached himself from his base to increase the number of trophies...
The picture below is a proof, this is not fabrication of my imaginative mind, but harsh reality....

P.S- my tarot cards speak anything in excess is not good for me.... Duh, it was not meant for my trophies... are you listening??? the Three Sisters - not the trophies....

thanking you to bear with me
paulOaries.

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  1. the 'element of surprise was really good.' I enjoyed it thoroughly....

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