Today is the long-awaited result day after two years of relentless effort. Unfortunately, it's already been delayed by two days, adding to the suspense. Y/n and Saanvi dedicated themselves to their studies during this time, sacrificing the joys of life that others indulged in. While their peers enjoyed parties and trips, these two girls remained committed to their future and dreams, diligently studying in their rooms. Despite their hard work, the outcome remains uncertain until the results are finally revealed.

At 3:00 pm, Y/n paces impatiently in her room, her footsteps echoing with anticipation-left, right, left. An hour crawls by until finally, a notification appears on her phone: "UPSC CSE results out." Her heart skips a beat, and her hands tremble as she feels a wave of sweat forming. With trembling hands, she opens her laptop and navigates to the UPSC website, her pulse racing with nervous energy.

Y/n exclaims in frustration, "Damn it, why won't this site open? I can't handle this waiting anymore, just open already!" Another notification pops up on her phone, informing her that the UPSC site has crashed. Y/n's frustration boils over as she exclaims, "What the hell is this? How much longer do I have to wait for this result?" After several failed attempts to access the site, she grows weary and frustrated. "I think I need to take a nap," she says, defeated by the agonizing wait and the queasy feeling in her stomach.

Y/n attempts to relax on her bed, hoping for a brief nap to calm her nerves. However, relaxation eludes her as impatience gnaws at her, prompting her to check the site every five minutes. After an agonizing hour and a half of waiting, she notices that the site is finally working. Hastily, she springs from the bed, grabs her laptop, and rushes to check her result. Just as she reaches for her laptop, her phone rings, interrupting her in the moment of truth.

Saanvi: Hey Y/n, have you checked your result yet?

Y/n: (frustrated) I was just about to, but then you called.

Saanvi: Oh, sorry about that. Well, go ahead and check it. I won't spoil the surprise for you.

Y/n: Surprise? What surprise? Anyway, let me see. You stay on the line, okay?

Saanvi: Sure thing, I'm here.

Y/n opens the result PDF and nervously searches for her roll number using the search bar. To her shock, her roll number appears at the very top of the list, indicating the first rank. She hesitates, thinking it might be a glitch or some other issue.

Y/n: Let me check it again, just to be sure.

Once more, her name appears at the top. She's both surprised and shocked, questioning if it's real. Could she really have secured the first rank?

Y/n: No, this can't be right. How could I possibly get the first rank in UPSC? I've never held any rank in my entire academic life.

Y/n: (noticing something in the PDF) Hold on a minute, what's this? There's another name besides mine, also holding the first rank. (And yes, it's none other than Saanvi.)

Y/n: Wow, is this really possible?

Indeed, in the world of Y/n and Saanvi, such an outcome is entirely possible. They are not just friends; they are like two halves of the same whole, sharing a bond that transcends the ordinary. Their thoughts, actions, nature, likes, and dislikes align so seamlessly that it almost feels as though they are one soul inhabiting two bodies. In their journey together, they defy expectations and achieve the extraordinary, proving that true companionship knows no bounds.

Saanvi: (on call) Hey, you goofball, it's true! We both got the first rank.

Y/n: Wow!  How can two people be this similar? Anyway, Berry (Saanvi's nickname), we did it. We're selected, and our dreams have come true.

Saanvi: Yes, Cherry (Y/n's nickname), we're officers now.

Y/n: Yes, Officer, finally! We can really call each other officers now. Okay, Officer, I'll talk to you later. I need to share this news with my parents.

Saanvi: Alright, Cherry, bye.

Y/n rushes into the hall where her parents are deep in conversation.

Y/n: (screaming) Mom! Dad! I did it! I'm finally an officer!

Tears of happiness stream down Y/n's cheeks as she shares the news with her parents. Their eyes well up with tears of joy, and they envelop her in a tight hug.

Y/n's dad: I'm so proud of you, my daughter. Now you're an officer.

Y/n: What's wrong, Mom? Why are you crying so much? Aren't you happy?

Y/n's mom: Oh, my dear daughter, of course, I'm happy and proud of you. It's just... knowing that you'll be leaving us to go abroad, it's hard to bear.

Y/n's journey to becoming an IFS (Indian Foreign Service) officer is deeply rooted in her patriotism and her desire to serve her country on a global scale. Despite her father's initial reservations and his preference for her to pursue the prestigious IAS route, he ultimately prioritizes her happiness above all else. He recognizes her passion and dedication towards the Indian Foreign Service and understands that her desire to work abroad while representing India is aligned with her values.

Y/n sees her role as an IFS officer as an opportunity to not only explore the world and learn about different cultures but also to promote India's interests and strengthen diplomatic ties with other nations. She believes that her upbringing in India and the resources provided by her country have shaped her into the person she is today, and now it's her turn to give back and contribute to her nation's growth and development on an international stage.

Her patriotism runs deep, driving her to choose a path that allows her to serve India while also embracing the diversity and richness of the global community. For Y/n, becoming an IFS officer is not just a career choice; it's a lifelong commitment to her country and its place in the world.

Y/n reassures her mother, "Mom, it's not like I'm leaving you forever. I'll always come back to spend my holidays with you. Aaru is here with you too, and I'll always take care of our family, so please don't be sad. Besides, I'm not leaving tomorrow. I still have one and a half months before I go for training, and even then, my initial three months of training will be at LBSNAA in Mussoorie. After that, I'll be abroad for three months to learn a foreign language. I'll return and spend around six to seven months here with you, working at the MEA office. Only after completing all this training will I be posted as an IFS officer in another country. Even then, I'll get transferred every three to five years to different countries."

Y/n's mom: Alright, alright, no lectures. I'm not crying anymore. Let's celebrate this happiness. Tonight, we'll go out for dinner.

Y/n: Yeah, finally, I'll go out for dinner with my family. (It's also been a dream of hers to dine out with her family.)

Y/n: Mom, I forgot to tell you something. Saanvi also got selected as an IFS officer, and she even secured the first rank.

Y/n's mom: Hold on a moment, you didn't tell me your rank.

Y/n: Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot. I also secured the first rank. Saanvi and I both got the same marks and the same rank.

Y/n's mom: Wow, that's unbelievable! You both truly are something else. How can two people be so similar? Now I see, you really are two souls in one.

Y/n: See, Mom? I told you we're not so different from each other.

Y/n's mom: Yes, yes, I agree. Now go ahead and answer your call. Someone is trying to reach you.

That evening, Y/n receives an overwhelming flood of congratulatory calls and messages from friends, relatives, and even her coaching institute. She's amazed at the outpouring of support and feels like a celebrity as the phone keeps ringing with well-wishers.

Later that night, Y/n and her family venture out for a celebratory dinner, and she's filled with happiness as they enjoy each other's company. It's a special moment, one she'll cherish forever.

Feeling the joy of the occasion, Y/n decides to reactivate her Instagram account and shares a picture of their family dinner as her first post. It's a simple gesture, but it captures the essence of the evening and marks the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

*****

As the time to depart for LBSNAA for training approaches, Y/n and Saanvi stand on the threshold of a new chapter in their lives. Over the past 1.5 months, both girls have savoured life to the fullest. They've enjoyed parties and shopping sprees and even mastered the art of driving and earning their licenses.

Y/n's mom calls out, her voice echoing through the house, "Y/n, are you ready? You're going to be late! Your cab is waiting."

Y/n: I'm coming, Mom, just give me 2 more minutes.

She quickly gathers her remaining belongings, packing them neatly into her bag, and steals a final glance at herself in the mirror. Standing there, she feels a surge of pride and anticipation, ready to embark on this new journey, looking every bit the part of an officer.

Y/n's mom: Wow, my daughter looks just like an officer.

Y/n's dad: Absolutely, she's amazing.

Both parents envelop her in a tight hug, filled with pride and love.

Y/n's brother chimes in, "Sister, do well in your training and take care of yourself."

As the time to depart arrives, it's time to say goodbye. Y/n takes blessings from her parents before getting into the cab.

Y/n: Take care of yourselves. I'll call you when I get there. Bye-bye."

The cab starts moving, and Y/n takes out her phone to make a call, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation for the journey ahead.

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