Untold Story

Ramesh * is an upcoming sports writer working in a major cricket based website as its Assistant Editor. He is an alumnus of The School- K.F.I where I studied from class 8 to 12.He passed out the year before I joined. His is a tale of hope with a fairytale ending to add the icing on the cake. Ramesh wrote poetry when he was in high school and had wanted to do his graduation in English. His parents forced him to prepare for IIT entrance exams.He was not remotely interested in any course which this institution had to offer. He flunked the entrances and won the immense displeasure of his parents. He was thrust into doing Bsc Physics at the Loyola College. He battled his way through depression and pangs of self-doubt through his years in college. He got hooked onto drugs and managed to write a few publishable poems. Somehow he also managed to get the gold medal for Bsc Physics. Thinking this would console his parents he told his father about the prize. His father merely told him not to sound as if he was an IIT gold medallist. Ramesh was shattered. He joined a new cricket portal 22yards.com* as a reporter. He covered both regional and international matches in the Indian subcontinent. Slowly he made his way up and shifted to the Bombay office of his website. About a year back he became Assitant Editor of his organization. In a recent talk show on NDTV he was one of the panalists. The underdog had arrived and I felt mighty happy for him. I don’t know Ramesh personally .He was the longhaired, pony tailed, hippie looking, ex-student whom I used to catch a glimpse of during alumni meetings. My knowledge of his life is solely from word of mouth tales I have heard from my seniors and mainly from our English teacher in school Sumitra Akka^. But I see in his story universal hope for all of us that success may not always come in the most obvious form. I wonder if there is a single person who can claim that his or her life has been a bed of roses with no disappointments. Acceptance of life comes with the acceptance that failures and disappointments are a part of it. There is a Ramesh inside all of us and as long as we remain honest and sincere in our endeavors we shall triumph in the final analysis however distant this may seem at present. * names changed ^ in the school where I studied we call our teachers akka and anna. title inspired by the name of a tamil film,solla marande kadai