This continued till I was in 8th grade, my parents had lost all hopes and they hired a tutor (Maths) for me, sometime in May 1997. Things were going smooth and I really started to like mathematics. But that is not all, I have to prove too that I started to love maths. Time passed and it was october, the time for mid-terms. Just two days before the exams I got a morbid stye in my right eye and I was barely able to see. I was warned again and again that since I have a new tutor, no excuses will be accepted. Nobody could feel the pain I was going through. I took the exam and felt very normal about that even with the painful stye. After a few day school closed for holidays.