Those tarot cards..!

Tarot cards!

   There was a funfair organised today.  There were stalls of delicious Indian dishes particularly the famous street food like the spicy Pani puri, huge Vada pavs, sweet smelling Jalebis. Besides just the handmade creative paper stalls and shacks of beautiful, extraordinary embroidered scarf’s and suits at the end of the passage on the extreme corner lay a stall particularly crowded. 

    My attention drew towards it since I couldn't figure out what it was due to which curiosity grew into me. I made my way though the ladies and children to see the source of attraction and there it was, the stall of tarot. "What’s your question?"A mysterious looking stout woman asked, lowering her head as she raised her spectacles with her finger. This is how Tarot works, the customer is to ask a question and with the play of cards the lady is apparently suppose to determine the answer to it. I know, right?  Humans of today have totally stopped having faith in themselves; we've become so vulnerable to such kind of 'luck-based' things that even if it is purely for money or utter rubbish we chose to believe it.

    ''You want to try it? You can ask her if you are going to get into United World College'' said my mom tapping on my shoulder. I kind of knew that these things are not real after all how is the selection of cards going speak about my future and the efforts that I am willing to put in to get into this college. 

 Ever since I've passed out of my 10th grade I have wanted nothing more but get into the institution. In my family, that consists of only: My dad, mom, sister, Oscar and I .My sister has always gotten a phone after her 10th and 12th grade so I consider it a tradition sort of thing; you know to get a phone after a big exam. Yet I didn't feel a need for, I was quite satisfied with my 'wonderful' blackberry which was in a 'decent' condition. I still haven't understood why I want to get into UWC so desperately. Maybe it is because my heart just tells me it’s going to change my life for the good and since my parents whole hardheartedly support me I quite rely on that.

   "Want to try it?" Mom repeated. ''Sure" I responded. I nervously sat on the chair and asked my question, "Will I get into united world college?'' I said confidently. She shuffled her cards for a long time and laid them on the front table in a straight line. She picked up a card at random and told me to do the same. My eyes kept staring at all of them as if my eyes were and x ray machine and I could which card would give me positive results, so then I simply chose the center card and flipped it around. These were not regular cards, they looked like some ancient Greek cards probably used only to make the customer feel ‘It’s something different ya'. She analyzed both the cards and imminently said ''nope' '.My eyes became wide and I could feel this bulky kind of thing in my throat. "Maybe be something better is planned for you dear" she smiled and explained me ONLY because I was really hurt by what she said. "Thank you so much oldie for saying the simple no to me. Do you even know that I haven't applied as yet? Before I could even do anything you're just stomping everything because your unusual cards say so? COMEON!" I wish I could say these words to her but of course not. 

    I was Furious. I didn't know how to react to all of this. Should I listen to her Tarot cards and not waste my time in something I’m not going to achieve or should I give a damn to what she is saying and perhaps prove her wrong? Maybe I was just overreacting to this since it was a ‘funfair’ and it was a part of the 'fun'(which was not at all entertaining) whatever it was...If her negative response influenced me so much what about other kids like me who base their decision on these fake facts. We behold our future; our efforts decide are future and no Tarot woman can change that.