From ambition to smile
Smita started packing her bag. She knew that Mom wanted her to do it. She didn't needed her Mom to tell this. She knew all. She needed to find something useful to help them. She knew that her parents were not smart enough to get enough money for her. Smita was so upset. She felt feeling so sad. She didn't want to run after money for such long time. She knew that she needed to handle all. She needed to earn money. She needed to get more and more education. But she was not sure that it would help. She decided that she would surely give it a try. She decided that she would go in college. She needed to find some source to get job. She called her friend Rashmi. Rashmi " Hello how are you?" Smita " Perfect! Actually I wanted to go in college. The one in which you advise for new course for job!" Rashmi seemed happy since her voice suddenly became sweet. Rashmi clearly wanted company. Rashmi was shy girl who didn't like to go anywhere without company. Rashmi was scholar so she didn't need any help. Smita knew very well that before Rashmi she was nothing. She never understood why did Rashmi needed company. Sometimes she felt just to make others look worst which managed to give Rashmi look of super scholar. She needed stupid people around her. Smita knew that she didn't need to think this way about her friends. But she was thinking that way. It was worst for her. She needed to understand thinking about this way towards friend was totally wrong. Rashmi was angel of college. They all admired her. She knew that Rashmi was always there for her. She knew that she needed to respect her. But she couldn't forget how did Rashmi acted that day. They were playing one quiz game. She was not good at answer questions. She had general knowledge but it was not so great. She always tried so hard to match it but nothing was working. She tried to hard to learn things. But she couldn't remember all. She was so upset. She wanted to be scholar like Rashmi but she wasn't. It was so upsetting. She decided still she needed help of Rashmi to get job. She wanted to get that help and she was planning to get it at any cost. She was so upset. She needed a admission to job and she was planning to get it. She knew that she was small just in college but she was ambitious so she planned all. She was so sure that she would get everything properly just the way she planned. She wanted everything to be perfect. She was elder daughter of family. She wanted to get success. She wanted to prove herself someone great. She was so sure about everything. She was planning all. She knew that she could get job only by hard work. But she also needed to do few tricks. Like she needed to join some classes where she could create contact for it. Like this class! She learnt lot of things from this place and most importantly she could create contacts. She needed contacts. She needed to do efforts. She knew one thing that she had better than Rashmi that was her complexion. She needed to use it properly. She knew that she could manage to get things done with it. She did it many times. She would manage it this time too. Rashmi smiled and said " If you want to come then it would be great. " Rashmi was so happy. Finally she was getting what she wanted. Smita was so confused. Smita was not so sure that she could win just by her looks. But then she began to feel that she could surely grab more attention. She was so upset. She was so tense. While Rashmi was chatting excited about course. She was planning all. She knew that this class was located in rich locality. She knew that it get rich students. But she felt that it was not enough. She needed to confirm that this batch had rich students. She didn't what to sit in class with some normal student who had less money. She didn't want normal financial boy or less than normal financial boy approaching her. She didn't want to cheat any boy. She knew that Rashmi was not going to impress any boy. She was too shy. Rashmi was beautiful girl but she didn't understand how to use her beauty. She kept waiting for true love. While she was planning to someone who had money, she needed person with money. Her only ambition was to enter in circle of rich people. She wanted to be in parties of rich and famous. She saw her Mom waiting in line to get goods she wanted. She didn't want to wait in line of supermarket. She wanted to have maids who could do it for her. She wanted wonderful life. She needed Rashmi for her entry. She needed her intelligence for her sucess and she was planning to use it her best. She managed to convince Rashmi to dress in simple way. She didn't want Rashmi to look beautiful. She knew that she was doing wrong. But it was right since Rashmi was born in rich family so Rashmi got all without efforts. Life was always easy to Rashmi. She knew that she had full right to do tricks with her. It was not fair that Rashmi got all. Rashmi was beautiful and talented. Rashmi had just one weakness. She was not that much ambitious. Rashmi always kept giving others chances to move ahead. Rashmi never cared for success that much. She was always concern about friendship. Actually Smita felt that friendship was not that much important but she pretended it. She needed Rashmi's help in her life to move ahead. She needed a push. Rashmi started it. She smiled and began to talk sweetly " Rashmi you are such great friend! I don't know what I should do without you?! You know about me! My Dad left his job and Mom is doing her but she didn't make enough money. I need some push." " I know. I hope you put all useful things in your bag! They want all those books and files and your introduction then your certificate." " Rashmi you are still studying..this is just vacation we can give certificate until we finish graduation!" " No..no not that certificate. We need certificate of 10th and 12th." Smita nodded even when she knew that Rashmi didn't see her. Smita sensed that once again she needed to pack her bag. She didn't know what she needed. She needed all proof that she was studying in college. Smita " I need to pack bag again. I call you later." Rashmi agreed immediately. Then Smita started to pack her bag again. She was cursing Rashmi for her extra smartness. She wished only if she could take just purse but she knew that she needed her entire backpack. She began to pack it again. She hated it when someone pointed her fault and she hated Rashmi since she did it every day.
Smita stood before mirror. She began to apply make up. She needed to use properly on her. She needed to look needy but not too needy. She needed to create balance. She must impress. She watched herself again and again. She did all with careful way. Her Mom didn't come for long time. She was so happy. She didn't want interference of her Mom. Her Mom kept objecting her every idea. She felt that she was doing some crime. She was just trying to get chance. She had her younger brother. She knew that they would plan all for him too. But for her younger brother she needed to do one thing first. It was to get married. She knew that he wouldn't get his bride if she was staying in home. People didn't like it. She needed to find one good husband. Her Mom wanted kind heart boy. But she wanted rich man. She wanted powerful man. She knew that she needed to work for it for long time. She couldn't manage it if she didn't work for it as she should. She needed to start acting properly with positive spirit which managed to give her lots of hopes. She was feeling so upset in her soul. She didn't understand why did she needed to do all. She wished that if only she had right sort of rich parents then her life would have been different. Her family was not up to the mark. She didn't suffer from poverty like her maid but she didn't have enough money to fulfil her dreams. She needed more to achieve what she wanted while Rashmi didn't care since she spent her entire life without struggle. She knew that she needed to get ready and find job. She started to do all in such a way that she would look like angel. She was so sure that she would find new door. She would become bigger pillar of this house. She wanted to prove her family that she was something great. She was brave one. She was not planning to give up so easily. She felt strange fear inside her soul. She was so nervous. But she knew that she would do it. She got ready. On that point Mom came. Mom " Are you ready?" " Yes Mom! I am ready." She suddenly sensed that her hand was not clear. She managed to put some lipstick on it too. She was so upset. She didn't understand when she managed to do that. She looked towards her dress. It was something perfect out of her dream. She didn't understand how did she managed to look so perfect but just one spot of lipstick could have damaged it. She ran in washroom to clean it. She found it very hard. She was so upset. " I don't understand when did I managed to get this spot?!" It was upsetting. Her Mom came near her. Mom began to touch it but she stopped. " Mom you have just came out of kitchen! You can't touch my dress!" Mom nodded. But Mom looked confused. Mom " But I washed my hand few minute ago!" " Mom when will you understand? This is costly dress! You can't touch this dress." Smita looked so upset. She didn't want to discuss further. She went to basin and slowly cleaned her dress. She was very upset by all this. She wanted her dress to be perfect. She once again watched in mirror. Now it all looked alright to her. Then she took out her bag and she searched for her mobile sometime. She didn't understand how could she kept it so inside. She called Rashmi. Rashmi " Don't worry. I will come with driver. We don't need to drive." Smita hated to sit beside driver. It managed to see damage her hair and AC of Rashmi's car gave too much cooling on that side. She didn't want her hands to be too cold. If Rashmi drive then she couldn't sit behind. But she knew that how could she turn everything in different angle. " I am concerned that you might feel tired and it might effect your interview!" "Interview? We are just joining a class!" " Yes I know but this class is important! We need to impress people in it." Rashmi didn't say anything. She just kept quiet. This was her way to show that she didn't agree with her. But Rashmi never insulted her or oppose her. Rashmi just said coldly " I am coming with driver!" Smita smiled. She got ready in perfect way. She waited. Then she immediately began to call another friend. She started to inquiring about students who were joining. Soon she sensed that lots of rich people were planning to join. She jumped with joy. Then she sat in Rashmi's car with confidence. Rashmi was nervous. She knew that Rashmi knew answer of every question still she was nervous. But Smita was full of confidence. Smita went out of car as soon as it reached to point. She discussed about location of office with security while Rashmi stood behind shy way. She didn't understand what she supposed to do. Smita was leader between them. She was so happy to get this position. She wanted to do bossing. She went inside. When she went in that room, she was shocked since Rashmi suddenly became bold, she started talking. Soon she sensed that Rashmi might get chance. She needed to push herself. She started talking in sweet style. She began to use her beauty but soon she sensed that her beauty was not helping her that much. Rashmi was beautiful too. In fact Rashmi was talented too. Clearly Rashmi planned something due to which she became confident. Smita wanted to stop her but it was not working. She soon sensed that her complexion was not giving her victory. She was so frustrated. She needed to find talent. Then finally that man explained that they just got one seat in class. " So we need to take sort of interview. We really appreciate if you give it." Rashmi agreed. But Smita was upset. Soon they began their interview. How hard Smita tried but still she began to sense that she was less before Rashmi. She knew that Rashmi was going to get that seat & she wanted her out of competition. She was boiling in anger from inside while Rashmi was answering one after another question in right way. Rashmi was laughing. She was literally jumping with joy. She was so happy.
When Smita came out from that office, Rashmi was already on top of the world. They all knew that Rashmi would get chance. But Rashmi was talking in such a way as if they both managed to get chance. Smita said sadly " I don't think they will take me?" " Why?" " They said that they got just one seat!" Rashmi smiled and said " They were just pretending." Smita nodded. But in her heart she was so scared. She just wanted Rashmi out of her way. She needed to remove her. Rashmi was in her normal good mood. Rashmi never had phase of depression. On that point they went towards lift. They entered in it. Lift started. She noticed. That Rashmi was so happy. Smita needed to upset her. Smita looked around. She needed to do something. She noticed button on lift. She decided that she needed to brought lift scare in Rashmi's mind. She looked towards light. She sensed that this light was giving courage to Rashmi. She needed to break it. But she couldn't reach to top to damage connection. She kept looking at entire way of connection. She couldn't damage it. Then suddenly lift stopped. Smita shivered. Rashmi smiled and said " We reached to our destination. " Smita returned smile. Smita came out of lift but she kept planning how did she wanted to destroy Rashmi. She was so upset when nothing worked. Rashmi kept talking while she didn't say a word. She just stood there peacefully without discussing anything. She was so tense. She kept thinking about class admission. She needed it. She didn't even sense that Rashmi was sitting in car and calling her. Then Smita suddenly got one idea. She could call early. She told Rashmi " I am confused about admission I will call you later." It was her trick. She was planning to stop Rashmi from taking admission and it worked. Suddenly Rashmi began to think about other options. When Smita reached to house she sensed that she managed to convince Rashmi to not enter in class. But Smita immediately took admission. She was so happy. Then she sensed that while using computer she forgot to wash her hands. She needed to wash them. She went in washroom. She began to clean every corner of her finger. She stopped for some moment then she took deep breath. She looked in mirror. She was still looking great and confident. She was so upset when she sensed that slowly her beauty was reducing. She kept watching herself in mirror for hours. But nothing seemed to be looking as promising as she thought at beginning. She felt so upset and scared. She looked in mirror again. She sensed that there was one extra black mark on her face. She was shocked. She started watching it carefully. She didn't understand what was wrong with her face. She kept watching it again and again. She was so sure that this mark was not existed. She was feeling so upset. She started to look towards her face. Soon she saw mark on her face. She saw that it had disgusting impact on her. She began to feel so upset. She needed to keep observing her face in mirror. She was so frustrated by these marks. She was feeling so reduction in confidence. She started to wash her face again and again. She began to look in it's beauty. She was so upset. She began to watch her face carefully. She needed to improve her face. It was so upsetting. She needed to watch her face which had different corners. She never sensed that her face was not so promising. She was watching her face when she began to understand that her face was starting to have black spots. She kept seeing them. She suddenly no longer interested in joining that class. She needed beauty treatment for these dark spots. She knew that they were there from her childhood. She tried to calm herself. She needed to feel relaxed. She was watching her face carefully in mirror. It was not looking so great. She was clearly upset. She kept watching every part of it. She saw that it had beautiful look but those dark ugly spots were having horrible impact on her. She kept looking at them. She wanted to feel normal but she was not feeling it. On that point her mobile rang. It was Rashmi. Rashmi told her excitedly " I called them and got entry in class!!" Smita was so shocked. She wanted to threw away all things. But she didn't want Rashmi to sense. She just controlled her anger and said "Great but do you feel that I can get seat too?" Rashmi didn't say anything. Smita was so upset. She sensed that Rashmi didn't ask. Rashmi " Sorry I forgot to ask. I will call again.." Smita " Don't worry. I will do it." Smita disconnected and immediately called. She talked sweetly but soon she sensed that it was just machine. She told her query and she got her answer. It was ' no.' Rashmi was last seat. She was so upset. She knew that Rashmi managed to cheat her. But she kept taking deep breath. She started slowly breaking things in washroom. She knew that this would upset her parents but she didn't care. She was so upset. She kept damaging things until she was not relaxed. She wanted to take revenge on Rashmi. She knew that Rashmi found everything as per her wish since she was doing something worng. She was not going ahead as per rules. Otherwise it was impossible that someone prefer Rashmi over her. She knew that she was greatest. Then suddenly she sensed that her hand was bleeding. She sensed that she managed to destroy many things. She wanted everything to be clean. She started to clean tile with her hand but blood of her hand was damaging it more. She tried so hard to manage it but nothing was right. Her entire house was looking so horrible. She began to sense that she needed to clean it. She needed to do all her work. She was so confused. She kept cleaning.
Smita's Mom heard noises. Mom immediately ran in washroom. She was so shocked when she saw entire bathroom was full of blood. She ran inside. She saw that Smita was cleaning bathroom with injured hand. Smita's face was so pale. She was on verge of fainting. She couldn't see any cause of this mess. She didn't understand why did Smita needed to do this. Mom didn't remember any failure on that day. Mom was so upset. Mom was noticing that something was clearly wrong with her. Smita kept getting angry on every small matter. Mom came to her and tried to stop her. But Smita was so upset. She needed to clean all. She was not ready to stop. But her too much blood managed to come out. Slowly she fainted. Mom immediately called Doctor. Smita needed stitches to her hand. Mom was upset about stitches. But Smita was upset about their marks. She wanted plastic surgery to clear them all immediately. She kept screaming crying finally Doctor gave her medicine to put her to sleep. Next day Rashmi came to meet her. Smita tried her best to act normal but she kept cleaning on dot on her bedsheet it was so upsetting. Finally hospital suggested a psychiatrist. They went to psychiatrist after she discharged from hospital. Mom was so scared that Smita might get upset by those marks and damage her hand more. She wanted immediate appointment of psychiatrist. She got one. It was successful meeting. Psychiatrist said " Your daughter is suffering obsessive compulsive disorder due to her over ambitious attitude. She need to understand that she must accept failure as well as success. I need to do some sessions with her. Then she will be fine." He gave some medicine. After sometime Smita felt relaxed. She was no longer after shortcuts. She sensed that her smile and peace of mind was important than her ambition and greed. She learnt to smile from heart.
The End
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