REVERSE SOUR GRAPES ....(on my tryst with an entrance exam)

There are three reasons why a relationship fails;
1. The two parties in the relationship dislike each other.
2. One party is too good for the other.
3. One party is too bad for the other.
When I set out to establish a relationship with an institution of higher education, by way of preparing for the entrance to its five year integrated MA course, it was under the assumption that we - myself and the institute - shared a concern, or what could be called a soft corner, for each other. I certainly did. Whether it was reciprocated or not from the side of the institute, I never came to know. (If I did, I wouldn't be writing this in the first place!).
So this brings you to the veritable conclusion that the relationship, I wished fervently to begin, was never consummated. So like all disillusioned lovers I channelised my energies to understanding why this happened...why?...oh..why!
And it was through continual formation and rejection of varied hypotheses that I finally struck gold - the three statements above. And then came the stage of application of the principles arrived at in the situation described above.
In this particular problem the first statement will certainly be false; in this case one party - I, me, myself - truly liked the other party and was hopeful of a fruitful relationship.
So we move on to the next two formulations, namely one party is too good and one party is too bad for the other.
These when applied to my situation, you would be surprised to know, brought out magical results. They, the two principles, were exceedingly apposite to my situation.
I was too good for the institute.
The institute was too bad for me.
And perhaps this realisation left an indelible mark on the heart of the institute that it decided - ever so sadly- to free me from its clutches. Poor institute. I really feel for you.
And that is how our relationship ended. And I moved on.
As for the strenuous preparation I put in; those were just the abortive jumps of the institute to get me. Poor fox of an institute. he!he!he!


shraddha vinodkutty