Neighbours on the Result Day

Result day- the day itself sends shivers down your spine, especially to those who are a bit weak hearted.
Intelligent or dumb, topper or not, everyone fears the day results are out and we all are filled up to the brim with thousand of expectations, from people who we call as our relatives, friends, neighbours and parents, and we ourselves. It's a weird thing that we dread the result day more than the day when we have our examination, and thousands of weird thoughts fill our mind-
What if I do not get enough marks?
What if he scores more than me?
What if I get less in a particular subject?
What if I don't get admission to a good college?
What if my marks aren't so decent?
What if my future is spoilt?

and then,
What if I lose a year?

These questions and the gloomy faces of those around us already build us as pressure cookers in our minds as we start worry about all these even since a week before we know what is the date of the results.
But it even gets weird to see that our dear neighbours are even more worried than us- they call in the early morning to ask,
"What's your percentage?"
And when I say I havn't checked it yet, there are those oofs and shits, and a "Inform me soon" response from the other side.
Then even before your internet starts working, there are the cascade of calls flowing, even from people who don't bother to ask us how we are at normal times.
I'm more amazed to see that even those, who don't remember to call me to wish me on my birthday are among the first ones to remember the date of my result and comment on it.
"How was your result?" They ask.

"It went fine. Not as good as I expected." I reply in order to shoo away embarassment.

"Oh. What percentage did you get?"

"They havn't provided it. I havn't yet calculated."

"You must. Do it now and tell me!" is the shocking reply I get. No matter how much we try to avoid, its inadvertent they will ever understand that we are avoiding this topic, and even if they do, of course, they are the first ones to poke fingers at others nose rather than clear their own nose properly.
Pity Pity Pity. When I said I did pass with good marks, isn't that enough?
When I said my marks are nothing compared to my tenth marks, isn't that a hint?
What else do they require and why?
When we are already hurt and freaking out with terror, why do they add to our problems?
Shouldn't people act sensibly, provided all are not born as toppers, and even if one's score used to be great at a time, one unfortunately couldn't, this time?