The annual elections were going on in our school. People were busy shouting, laughing, goofing around and quite a few were running about looking like someone had set their hair on fire. It was the perfect setting for confusion and chaos. I was one of the 10 students who were nominated for the post of the Assistant Heads of our school. It was there in that setting that I found my eternal inspiration.
Her name is Lahari, she is a student at my school and also my good friend. She was one of my many competitors who were all competing against each other for the post of the Assistant Head Boy or Girl respectively. But I feel that competing is not the apt word for it as all the guys and girls who had been nominated are my close friends, on the contrary we were quite pally with each other and each was a staunch supporter of the other.
But even we could not deny the truth that only one girl and one guy would be chosen as the Head girl and Head boy respectively. Our election process is quite a simple one. We campaign for a few days in all the senior classes of our school, namely class 6, 7, 8, 9 and 10. After the campaigning is done, we make our formal speeches in the assembly and finally the children as well as the entire staff of the school are asked to vote, the votes are counted and the heads are declared.
It was a short but incredibly terrifying experience for me. And I'm proud to say that I was elected by my fellow school mates as the next Assistant Head Girl of my school. But I have dedicated this post to my friend and hence I will commence with her story. As I said she was one of my competitors, so when I won, it meant she lost. Despite that she put on a brave face and congradulated me whole-heartedly. I was really touched by this simple selfless act of her's but it was not only she who came forward to do this, all of my friends came ahead and even though they had encountered a personal setback they tried to feel happyfor my sake.
But that's not why I admire her. After the Heads are elected, the children who have not been elected and the rest of the other nominated children are asled to stand for the post of the vice captain's of the houses in our school. We have four houses: Ganga- Blue, Cauvery- Red, Godavari- Yellow and Krishna- Green. Lahari is in Godavari house and hence she stood for that post, but there was another candidate who also spoke equally well and hence Lahari lost out to her. I never saw how heart broken she was until I saw a few tear drops rolling down her cheeks. I was shoked and immediately turned to comfort her. That's when I realized how cleverly she'd been hiding her tears behind an ever-smiling friendly face.
Not only had she accepted her defeat in the first election so gracefully but she'd also smiled and congradulated the other contestant in her second defeat. She did what I never could have done, she fell once but pulled herself right back up, walked out in front of those crowds of thousands with her head held high until it had been too much for her. But even then after seeing how alarmed I was at her tears she again made an effort to transform into the happy-go-lucky Lahari I knew. She'd always been a good friend but it was not until that day that I'd seen the real fighter inside her, she'd managed to conceal so carefully. For this I salute her.
She's the perfect example of the idiom "Failures are stepping stones to success." I'm sure that this is just a minor setback for her and that something greater is in store for her. So I'm hoping that her day comes soon, till then my fingers are crossed. And another reason why I admire her is beacuse I've become very lazy, I havent blogged in almost 2 months or something, I've lost count. Her actions have moved me to words and hence I feel she deserves another salute. So a BIG thankyou, Lahari! Keep Smiling.
Her name is Lahari, she is a student at my school and also my good friend. She was one of my many competitors who were all competing against each other for the post of the Assistant Head Boy or Girl respectively. But I feel that competing is not the apt word for it as all the guys and girls who had been nominated are my close friends, on the contrary we were quite pally with each other and each was a staunch supporter of the other.
But even we could not deny the truth that only one girl and one guy would be chosen as the Head girl and Head boy respectively. Our election process is quite a simple one. We campaign for a few days in all the senior classes of our school, namely class 6, 7, 8, 9 and 10. After the campaigning is done, we make our formal speeches in the assembly and finally the children as well as the entire staff of the school are asked to vote, the votes are counted and the heads are declared.
It was a short but incredibly terrifying experience for me. And I'm proud to say that I was elected by my fellow school mates as the next Assistant Head Girl of my school. But I have dedicated this post to my friend and hence I will commence with her story. As I said she was one of my competitors, so when I won, it meant she lost. Despite that she put on a brave face and congradulated me whole-heartedly. I was really touched by this simple selfless act of her's but it was not only she who came forward to do this, all of my friends came ahead and even though they had encountered a personal setback they tried to feel happyfor my sake.
But that's not why I admire her. After the Heads are elected, the children who have not been elected and the rest of the other nominated children are asled to stand for the post of the vice captain's of the houses in our school. We have four houses: Ganga- Blue, Cauvery- Red, Godavari- Yellow and Krishna- Green. Lahari is in Godavari house and hence she stood for that post, but there was another candidate who also spoke equally well and hence Lahari lost out to her. I never saw how heart broken she was until I saw a few tear drops rolling down her cheeks. I was shoked and immediately turned to comfort her. That's when I realized how cleverly she'd been hiding her tears behind an ever-smiling friendly face.
Not only had she accepted her defeat in the first election so gracefully but she'd also smiled and congradulated the other contestant in her second defeat. She did what I never could have done, she fell once but pulled herself right back up, walked out in front of those crowds of thousands with her head held high until it had been too much for her. But even then after seeing how alarmed I was at her tears she again made an effort to transform into the happy-go-lucky Lahari I knew. She'd always been a good friend but it was not until that day that I'd seen the real fighter inside her, she'd managed to conceal so carefully. For this I salute her.
She's the perfect example of the idiom "Failures are stepping stones to success." I'm sure that this is just a minor setback for her and that something greater is in store for her. So I'm hoping that her day comes soon, till then my fingers are crossed. And another reason why I admire her is beacuse I've become very lazy, I havent blogged in almost 2 months or something, I've lost count. Her actions have moved me to words and hence I feel she deserves another salute. So a BIG thankyou, Lahari! Keep Smiling.
