He chuckled. "Okay, book," he whispered. "You’ve got personality."
His mother had bought him the thick, orange-covered Xam Idea back in October. For months, it sat like a brick under his bed, untouched. "Too many pages," he’d groan. "Too many tricky questions."
Desperate, Aryan pulled out Xam Idea and flipped to the first chapter: Chemical Reactions and Equations .
He hated the "Very Short Answer" questions. But then, on Page 23, he saw a box titled:
But tonight was different. Tonight, fear had a new flavor: the Pre-Board result . He had scored 42/80 in Science. Forty-two. His father hadn't shouted; he had just sighed. That sigh was heavier than any shout.
It was the night of March 3rd. Aryan stared at the mountain of books on his desk, his eyelids drooping like weary curtains. Outside his window, the rest of the colony slept. Inside, only the buzz of the tube-light and the faint smell of old paper kept him company.
He started a new rule. He wouldn't read the theory—he already had the NCERT for that. He would only do the and the "Five Most Likely Questions" at the end of each chapter.