ROCKY BALBOA PART 3 (The Independence Day-"And as I stood up to face God, 'BANG!'...Damn it..How hard I crahsed..!!)

That's some what like the way my eyes looked after my great challenge...!

December 4, 3pm…Chilly mid day winter sun…Clear skies…
Newly turned adults, finally with the right to celebrate and celebrate hard…
“Oh yes, baby….We are free…!!!”

We are literally free MEN…burning with ambition and passionate with desire…fueling on spirit and unending energy…December 4, the day we all batch mates will remember as our very own Independence Day…

It was December 4, the last date in the miserable examination date sheet which had already given me enough nightmares and sleepless nights…and the date sheet which had made me burry the ROCKY DVD in my cupboard….And yes, it was the day I had to face Chemistry B (The Organic) and it wouldn’t have taken a genius to predict the fate of an eighteen year old MAN, impossibly trying to study the massive organic in a single day and that too when he had to face the books for the first time….!!!

So lemme not confuse you anymore…Yes, I failed and failed miserably in Organic…(and as it turned out later this ORGANIC cost me some crucial marks which could have taken me to the seventh heaven where the holy toppers live….!!!
But HOLY SHIT….My fate was already decided….!!!)

I could hardly recognize any question in the paper ….So I courageously decided to leave them unattempted!…(lolz couldn’t figure out those figures and squares which were supposed to represent some organic compounds….!!!)
And the scene around me wasn’t any different…the same old last day blank faces surrounding me with blank answer sheets but still with enough courage to have a wicked smile on their face thinking about the party later on…..!!!

So we all left the examination hall (mind you, it was Biscoites giving exams in Burn Hall school…well, it’s something like Real Madrid and Barcelona at Camp Nou..!!!)…All those blank faces around me suddenly seemed to come outta there long and dismal hibernation …it took two long months….and finally, I could recognize some friends whose smile seemed genuine enough to make me pinch myself that I ain’t day dreaming….!

But hey, snap back to reality…BANG…here it goes some fire works….couldn’t believe finally class 12th was over….hugs all around….people smiling and laughing and even dancing the ill timed hip-hop versions…
Finally I had all the time in this world, just for myself…to realize that I am eighteen and I am no longer a school going BOY!!!….It was like a feeling unknown…
I could breath…breath freely...take in the aura and the serenity of the famous Dargah (religious place).."Sonwar aastan"…and here I thank the SAINTS for making me strong enough to survive the storm when just 8 weeks back I wondered if I would ever live to see this day…and here I am standing in front of the SAINTS and living my dream..the dream to be free and young….the dream to live….and the dream to witness the great ROCKY BALBOA unfold in six mighty punches...

Journey back home seemed to be quite nostalgic …reliving and remembering the last 60 days…remembering each day…the journey of how I completed my 10 commandments (the ten papers!!!)…It was one hell of a journey (literally hell!)…really the toughest challenge I have been through till date...the real test of endurance (both physical and mental), stamina, and the will power to believe…to believe and to accomplish what I had not even attempted in the previous 10 months…
It was like, "I was trapped in a pressure cooker and the cooker was whistling…!!!”…it was all or nothing…two months of what my peers had been doing since twelve months!….(maybe I am exaggerating class 12 exams, but trust me, for a late starter like me…it was even worse than the shit I have already written)…
And now when the bus finally stopped at the ‘destination supreme’…my home…the whole journey of HARD fought memories finally ended and ended with a big smile on my face…it was home and here I was opening the gate to my heaven where the ROCKY was lying in the holy cupboard…!

But hey…time for some reality check…and the first thing I do is to look in the mirror….and whoa!!!...shit!!!!…I am shocked to see the miserable face with almost all the skin peeled off and the dark circles under the sleepless eyes with hollow cheeks really make me sick…and talking about sick, I check my weight….no wonder, I lost almost 5kg to the exams…(I still believe organic must have taken at least 4 and a half out of the total 5kg lost…!!!)
My eyes are really now dying to close and lock tightly but my spirit and heart is searching for the key to the holy grail…the cupboard with the 6 treasures inside….and here I go, reaching for the keys, opening the lock…and wow….here it is exactly as I put it…..ROCKY BALBOA DVD with all six blockbusters…it might have been VERY CHEAP…but lemme telya…it’s really been worth every single buck of that pirated something….

Have been waiting for well over two months for this day, for ROCKY and me….for all the drama…all the action…all the history…all the ADRENALINE…still remember the trailer “Yeah…let’s start building some hurting bombs”…

and here my eyes once again get stuck on the “VERY CHEAP” cover which says, ”It aint over, till it’s over”..the same words which kept me going till the last…
Thanks ROCKY you made me do it….I did it…although I might have failed but at least I tried and gave it a last shot..I didn’t quit…
But today it’s really over…the exams are really over

And then as I am about to set up my lavish bed with all the pillows (which I would need later as a boxing bag..!!) and all the dreams….it seems like a perfect moment…all what my heart desired for… freedom and ROCKY BALBOA…
This time, I got ROCKY BALBOA in one hand in the other is the torn and battered and now DEFEATED but still ever so miserable exam date sheet…. !!

So as I am about to start the greatest journey of all time on the greatest day in my life….The same old beautiful voice comes from the Mosque ”Allah-u-Akbar” (God is the greatest) …the magnificent Azan which somehow sounds even more sweeter today…and I realize it’s time to pray, to thank God who made me to live this day…I somehow manage ablution with my head swinging in air and my eyes dying to get some sleep but with the hope that I finally get to see the great ROCKY….and here I stand in front of God thanking for everything…(and yeah even praying that this DVD wouldn’t turn out to be blank like the one which broke my heart few years ago…I really pray that this night doesn't disappoint)…eagerly waiting for the Namaz to end just because ROCKY couldn’t wait any longer ….It had been almost 6 years since the day the whole pursuit of ROCKY began…finally it’s really here and now nothing can stop me from watching all the six part tonight…

And as I stand up to face God, ‘BANG’….Damn it…how hard I crash….!!!
Don’t even get the time to reailse that it’s a vertigo and the light suddenly seamed to fade away and my legs somehow danced around with my hands swinging in mid air …my eyes, finally locked tightly…and here lying on the ground, I have lost control over my very own body...I think, I just knocked myself out….!!!!
I wonder if ROCKY ever came in my sleep that night to tell me that my fate has already been decided…!

“And the DVD slept on the cozy bed for the whole night when the outside temperature read -6 degree celcius…”

To be continued…