My cup of tea

When I was an eight year old... One of my teachers gave me a piece of his knowledge...I was taught that all of us have a skill... A skill that no one else in your community can do the same with so much perfection or so effortlessly... A skill that no else can match... A skill that you can say "Its mine"... I am the BEST at it... That was the day I started to find "my perfect skill"... Days passed, months passed, but I couldn't realized my skill... I tried Karate, Cycling, Cricket, Singing but I was never like the perfect one in any of them... Then the 1st terminals of the 4th standard came... I forgot the skill thing and concentrated on studies... On the day we had our Maths paper... The Invigilator did a mistake and gave me only one sheet of the question paper... Which was supposed to be two... My question carried only 72 marks and as it was obvious, I was the first one to finish the paper. After one whole day I realized that I wasn't provided the remaining 28 marks... For that, I appealed to Mukherjee Sir to let me solve the remaining problems... He agreed and told me to give the examination at the Examination Section only & gave me only 10 minutes for those 28 marks (all of them were big calculations)... When the results came, I was amazed to see myself scoring a hundred as those 10 minutes were not much... I gave a thought to it, "Is calculations my perfect skill", and I answered myself "yes, it is"... At that little age I could tell the product of 765 and 329 in 10-15 seconds... and I can still do that adding another 10 seconds to it...

Now I can say.... CALCULATIONS: That Was It...