"I like physics, but physics doesn't like me back." (A little introduction)

Ever since I was a child, I have been fascinated by planets, stars and space. When I was 10 years old, I even had a space-themed birthday party where everyone had to wear space suits. As I grew up, this love of space developed into a love of physics - especially astrophysics. Those extremely fascinating 12-minute videos on YouTube that talked about the Big Bang or black holes became a major source of inspiration for me. It was as if I was transported to a whole new world as soon as I clicked on them. I loved how fantasy was connected to logic through simple numericals and theories.

"I like physics, but physics does not like me back."

It was the day before my physics exam. The atmosphere was tense. I was not too worried because I had been practicing diligently for the last 6 months. Every day I solved so many numericals- I dreamt about them at night. The week before, all I could think about was (you guessed it) physics. How much longer should the handle of the ladle be so that I can help myself to the soup with a force of less than 1 newton? What if I could talk to photons? At what velocity would the ball I threw up fall down? These questions were all I could think about. They say that 75% of our brains are made of water. Well, 75% of my brain was physics. Not that I was complaining - I loved it. I felt like everything I was studying made sense.

The next day, I sat down to take the exam knowing I had done my best - and what an ugly surprise it was! When the results came out, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know where to channel my pent-up anger. I posted about how much I hated physics and that I would slap it if I ever saw it in public - but the truth was- It still fascinated me. As you would have guessed- I wasn't a natural at physics and math like some of the other kids at my school; some of them only studied one night before the exam and still got a better grade than me. The whole experience was quite disheartening and I felt like giving up on science altogether. The only problem was that I loved physics and couldn't imagine not studying it.

I decided to put the whole situation behind me. I may not get a 100 on every test, I take but at least I study the subject I'm most passionate about. When I took my board exams this year and got a result I was proud of, I realised that grades don't really matter when you're studying the subject  you care about the most. What matters is the amount of knowledge you acquire and the quality of the knowledge you acquire. If you do your best and are dedicated to the subject, nothing is impossible and even the biggest hurdle can seem like a small, unnoticed problem.