Oil@midnight

In school I was an above average student. Not a class topper, but I could squeeze in high marks in a subject or two. Some of my favourite subjects included Maths, English, History and Geography, Science and those declined languages in the name of Marathi, Hindi were definitely not my area expertise. However, I was no dud in those either. But hoping to top score was like hoping to net ten fishes in a day by a city dweller. It always irked me when my Gujarati classmates always scored well in those languages. They seemed to have a knack for them. The bubbles of green were gurgling within me. Effortless ease, that's what enchanted me always. Be it playing a sport or studying. Hard work was not a virtue that had yet intercepted my routine. But as I gave exams after exams and saw myslef creditably accomplished in certain subjects it lend some thought to further toil. A little effort would definitle flatter my scores and pamper my self-esteem.
That's when I decided to burn the midnight oil!