Kavyanjali

         

“You can do better”  his father’s comment wiped the smile away from  Jerry’s face. He was just five marks away from a perfect hundred.  That in itself was a big achievement, he had thought. But that’s not how his father saw it. He could have done better. He always could have. But no matter how better he does, it doesn’t get better.  Jerry shut the front door behind him and walked towards the playground across the street. He sat on the swing lazily and watched the children play, shout, run, scream and do whatever they felt like doing. All those happy faces made the corners of his lips twitch up. Life is not all about a race to win, he thought to himself. Sometimes you have to go off track and ditch the scene. Jerry was so busy playing mental conversations that he didn’t realise when he got hit by a rubber ball which came his way and swept him off of the swing, only to be landed on the cold hard ground. . “Are you feeling better son?” His father asked looking at him intently. Jerry twitc