CULTURAL COMPETITION (PART 3):"Anything That Can Go Wrong Will Go Wrong."
For the cultural competition, we were all doing our due diligence, leaving no room for mediocrity. Then, at the very last minute—just a week before the event—like a cyclone, Jagdish Babu Sir (our Junior House Master) hit us with a surprise. He took over the Group Dance and Group Song categories under his wing.
Boom! We unknowingly entered Version 2.0 of our cultural competition preparations.
Firstly, the previous dance number was scrapped, and in came our evergreen performance, 'India Waale' from Happy New Year. It had been our go-to dance number for many past events, so it was practically a cakewalk. We just had to add a few improvisations to make it look fancy and perform it to perfection.
Then came the Group Song category. Instead of the sad melody our choir had been practising, Jagdish Babu Sir introduced the classic, energetic song 'Mere Angne Mein...', originally sung by the legendary Amitabh Bachchan. The song became an instant hit with its playful, catchy lyrics, along with the funny antics we performed under Jagdish Babu Sir's direction.
Our preparations kept evolving, all with one goal—to win the Cultural Competition Trophy.
Then, marching in like a lion, one day, the Cultural Fest finally arrived.
To ensure equal opportunity for every house, a time limit of 20 minutes was set for all performances. The judges were our Vice Principal's wife, the Administrative Officer's wife, and Dasan Sir (our former P.T. Master and the father of our science teacher, Rukkuty Sir), who would decide the fate of all four houses.
Our house was the first to perform. With our hilarious skit, we set a comfortable and cheerful atmosphere in the auditorium. One after another, the remaining performances rolled on.
Almost magically, the cultural fest came to an end, and then arrived the most awaited moment—the announcement of the results.
With my fingers crossed, I was almost certain we would ace the Best Skit category.
Then they announced it.
Krishna House.
That didn't mean we had come first.
It meant something much worse.
We had come last—not even second.
The order of announcement in our school always went from last to first.
How could this have happened? We genuinely believed ours was the best skit. Leave us—even cadets from the other houses admitted that our skit deserved to win.
That was it.
That moment marked the end of my participation in the cultural fest.
Although I was physically present, I had completely shut myself off from everything happening around me.
Well... okay. It happens.
It's not the end of the world.
Despite practising our Group Dance and Group Song at the very last minute, both performances bagged first place in their respective categories.
That brought me back to the cultural fest.
We might have lost a battle, but we could still win the war.
Finally came the announcement of the overall Cultural Competition Trophy.
And once again...
I went right back to that first stage of grief.
We secured third place.
Not exactly the result we had hoped for.
But hey...
Remember Murphy's Law?
"Anything that can go wrong will go wrong."
As time passed, I realised something.
The real reward wasn't about being the best.
It was those fleeting moments when we worked hard, laughed even harder during practice, and shared one common purpose—to give our absolute best for our house.
That's my cue.
Till next time...
Take care, be happy, and goodbye.
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