Tutors of Eighteen
Tutors of Eighteen
How strange it is when you turn eighteen right? Everything is simple before it turns into a complete maze. And there is no way to come out of that maze. Probably this is the pinpoint from where the actual life starts.
The main struggle started after college. As a mediocre student, I never had to face the challenge of various coaching, finding tuition teachers, and all. So, I had one tutor till class 8 and then he got a job and left. After that another tutor came who is my second icon. He is Joy bro. The first one is the last tutor. Both of my tutors were the best tutors I could ever find.
So okay, Joy bro decided to tutor me for college too. But I took him for granted. Why? Gonna tell you that after some time. So as my intermediate life started, I started going to the coaching for the STEMs, whereas Joy bro was teaching ICT and math. As I went to the new coaching, my life turned upside down. Because none of them are my home tutors. And that made me sad. Cause I believed no one could teach me better than those two tutors. Therefore, my HSC life started getting worse.
I was getting bad results in my all exams. Yes, including math and ICT too. And why? Remember, I said that I took my tutor for granted. He used to teach me and my friend so well but I didn't pay heed as I thought I could study all that later. He even took two exams, wherein both of them I got zero. And hence, my downfall started. The downfall is so bad that it might have gone down the earth and is currently in space now where no gravity exists. So, joy bro was quite upset with me and my friend's results. And then one day, he gave us a speech. Speech as in he was scolding us. While he was giving the speech, I got a sense that probably it was his farewell speech. But I convinced my mind that it was not. He said “Apnader exam shesh hoile amake call diyen. Ei koydin ashbona.” And then he left. Later, my exams were over, I went home and took a rest. And I called my tutor. When I asked him when he would come next. He replied, "Apu, ami ar ashbona. Apnara notun teacher dekhen.”
Oh! That is devastating news. Could sense it but couldn't believe it. Another icon is leaving too as he also got a job. There is a meme I saw on Facebook recently - “Breakup is nothing. When sir says, “I got a job. So ajke theke porate ashbona”. And I could relate. Thus, my downfall was in high speed. It took me a year to understand what to study, and how to study.
In the end, I took a 10-minute school course and finished my HSC syllabus in the shortest way possible. The struggle was incomparable. As I was a competitive student seeing others doing better than me was a quite depressing view. But in the end, I tried my best. And when the results came out, I was in Sylhet. One of my friends texted me my result while I was getting ready to see Shadapathor. The tension of publishing results somehow never grabbed me. The hard work I did for three months was the reason most probably. So, I was more chill than ever. But my mom was sad as I missed an A+ in Bangla, where I used to get the highest in it. But never mind, I didn't worry about that too as I did well in the rest of the subjects.
The glory of doing everything alone is still scattered in my whole body. When, in every step of my academic progress I used to rely on my Joy bro and my previous tutor, this was the first time I took every responsibility on my own and got success. That’s why at first, I said, whatever happens, happens for good. But again, if Joy bro was there, I could have done better. One of the funniest things is, he still doesn't know my result. He has this bad tendency to change contact numbers. As a result, I couldn't tell my brother my results. My ‘taken for granted’ attitude cost me a lot. Still, I am happy with what I achieved. My gratefulness towards those two tutors is infinite.
The first tutor, Shuvo bhaiya, my mom’s second child. I still have contact with him. I went to his wedding; he introduced me as his sister but not student. The pride was on top. He has a beautiful family now. His life struggles are also an eye-opening theory for me. He has taught me so many things too. Once, he had a dream to study abroad but couldn't go due to financial conditions. And now, he has already traveled to 30+ countries and pushing my mom to settle in the USA.
To sum up, this is how my intermediate life ended, teaching me the significance of home tutors. Currently, I am tutoring too, carrying the legacy of my tutors and understanding the pain I caused them. Just kidding. I just didn't use it to do my homework. Okay, hope the best for my brothers. And praying one day my students will write a blog about me too.
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