I had seen her grow through most of her student years. I had seen her struggle, her confidence and faith in herself. She was unshakable, unbeatable and always the Best, no matter what path she treaded. 

I believed in her and her credentials, she was the best that our State had seen in the recent past. She had excelled as a student in all the fields, always at the top!. She had the best damned resume in the entire State! I remember telling her once, "Unless you create many more like yourself, there is no point possessing this GODs gift of intelligence that you have".

Well my BEST MAN, lost! and kept losing again and again. "Merit is subjective" She replies now and I dont know what to say anymore. People were found to be far more superior to her, well, they had superior money, superior connections etc, etc and etc. What did she have? Just the heaviest possible weight of certificates and medals! There were things that just weighed more.

I had been pushing her all along, because i believed in her, because i believed in..the best man. But she did not, not anymore. The "World order" had taught her, that all she had been collecting all her student life, was mere more and more paper weight. Which was of course much lighter and was utterly immaterial. The Material! was important, thats what carried the weight.

That is why she wanted them to have it, bacause it seemed, thats what they wanted! Surely it pained me to even hear that from her, but it simply killed me inside. What an irony, she could not give them even that, coz one, she didnt have the luxury of owning so much to spare, second even if she had, she didnt know the ways!. On the whole, yet again, she was told, "maam you are good but sorry, not enough". Yet again "Superior" people were found to be..better.

I wondered, whose loss was it, mine? hers? or of the damn! Education system of our nation. I couldnt care less and it didnt really matter anynmore. Hail the World order!!

I wondered how many more like her. But it was she whose pain bothered me. Her pain was mine, even if it was not there in her voice. She suppressed it well. But I could not and it just kept growing inside me, all the more because she happens to be my wife, the girl, whom I had cared for so long and had seen her grow.

Grow into a brighter light..coz brighter, just Burns more.