past, present and disaster

From my childhood I have dreamed of being a successful man. But my dreams never came true and still it hasn't. For me, test exam is running at the college. As my previous test scores were not up to the standard, I planed to do better in this exam. But what an irony of faith, I lost all my interests in studies. Even after that, I'm buried with some extra responsibilities. So at the end of the day, I look for a source of inspiration. A ray of hope which will get me going. They say, prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Now all I can do is hope for the best. But I am not prepared for the worst.

As for coaching centers, I’m having a second thought. When I look back into my own life story, I find that, I never got detached from coaching centers. In my early childhood I gained coaching for school admission, handwriting [still it sucks till now]. My mom used to take me to shafollo coaching center. Sometimes my dad used to send his official jeep for the same purpose. When I grew up a little, I walked alone. Then in mcsp, inspite of having standard marks, my name came up for extra classes. The teachers believed I could so more but I’m holding back my efforts. Coming to Dhaka I admitted myself in 4 private classes at once. But now when I seek the result of these coaching, I find that I’m still same old Maisun. An average student. So now I have planned to make a daring attempt. I decided not to emphasis on coaching classes rather to train myself. I look forward to find the inner strength dormant within me and awake it.

Wish me luck guys.

Maisun ibn Monowar