As I enter the school, I see many boys with heads drowned in the books, these are those boys who haven't studied for the whole session(I know this because I am also one of them), these boys aren't revising but reading things they haven't read ever before.Some boys are happily chatting with their friends, and surprisingly all the toppers aren't revising but just standing alone in between swarms of students. They aren't talking to anyone in the fear that they will lose their concentration and as a result their carefully mugged up crap!!!
But in reality noone is really able to study and the most frequently asked question is not related to the subject of the exam but,"Hey tere studies to complete ho gaye hogi" and the boy responds in a very sweet voice,"Arre ham padte hi kahan hain."
Then the teachers start screaming,"Keep your books inside the bag." But only teacher fearing students keep their books in the bags and the others hide them in well-planned places on their bodies. The prayer starts, instead of saying the lyrics of the prayer the boys start asking questions related to the chapter of the subject to the boy in front of him, but their voice is mostly drowned in the chorus of the prayer.
Students start lining up in front of the respective classes. And as their materials for the examination comes out of their boys, the teachers start coming to their assigned classes and then & there itself many of the boys come to know about their results without even facing the examination(you see if the teacher is strict then cheating is impossible, and if the teacher is lenient, then even a failure will get 60% marks)
Enter the class, we take our seats after going to check out the saets of other friends(it's not really checking out but last time revisions, and the thing here is that the last thing we ask our friends is the thing we best remember!!!). Question papers are distributed, and as soon each boy gets the question paper, he sees the boy in the next row and makes a very sympathetic face, as if the answers to those questions will cost his life.
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings for the exam. We scribble our names on the answer sheet and then forget to fill the set of the question paper, and when the teacher asks the boy in the front bench to fill the SET of the question paper that we remember to fill it. After scribbling the name, the first hour starts. For the last minute studying students, it is an hour mainly to yawn. They do very less of their paper. Some even put their heads on the desk and then write. For the toppers, it's an hour to complete the paper as much as they can(they know the crap na, we don't!!!). In the first I always try to concentrate hard, and mostly I am successful but a sneak here and there is irrestitable(these sneaks are not meant for cheating but to see how much have the others competed!!!).
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings for the second hour...
This hour is alloted for the students to go to the toilet. But in reality only the non-studying students go to the toilet(right guess-for asking answers from the students of other classes, but as both students ask questions they don't know in the toilet, both of them end up only in knowing each other's questions). Every time a boy asks to go out for toilet, I look up to see who the student is. And another thing here is that many students come back to other classes instead of their own and that is the only time in the examination that we laugh. In the second hour my thoughts mostly drift to the can be days after the examination ends, my girlfriend, to the girls I have a crush on. It's a funny hour, it's the most lovable hour in the examination. In this hour mostly all the boys start to understand the gravity of an exam, and they scribble hard. But I scribble very moodily and I ponder over the questions but mostly I end up pondering over girls.
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings for the third hour...
As soon as the bell rings, most of the boys wake up from their question papers as if they have waken up from a dream. Their are voices,"Oh shit". This hour is alloted for meaningless scribbling, no thinking(because their is no time to). In this hour I wake up and write incomplete answers. If a senior boy is sitting besides me in the exam, I ask him the questions but not many of them are able to answer what they had learnt earlier(even I am not able to answer if a junior asks me!!!). Boys ask,"What's the time ma'am) at regular intervals to the teachers. The hilarious thing is that they ask time so often that I am able to predict the time myself( but then as I said there is no time to think). All are tense and they sneak in each other's papers(this time not to see how much they have done but to see how much they can do in their paper). Extra sheets are taken and the teacher is not able to go so many areas at the same time, so here the students cheat at the back of the teachers.
The warning bell rings
All scribble the last minute answers. They check out their papers(to see if there is something correct written in it, i mean wrong in it).
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings. Exam finished. Terror gone. We are aLive. Yo but no.
"Shit, very bad paper. How was yours?" Most boys say this.
"O.K, very O.K but i am sad that i lost one mark in the grammar section" Toppers say this and the answer to this,"Really i think i gained only one mark in the paper".
We discuss the question papers and make sarcastic remarks about the teachers who have made the papers. Most of the boys are overjoyed not because their paper was O.K but because another hurdle is gone. After exams freedom.We go outside the hall and take our bags. Out to our homes for the preparation of the next examination.
People say," Examinations are very important". But for me the time before and after the examination is very important.
Examinations need patience and I never had it. I have lost my patience, I have lost my winning ways in the examination. I am lost in this ocean of life and in the galaxy of death.
What do you say?
What are examinations for you and how do you really pass your time in the examinations.
Tell me. Please...
If something is missing from my sweet account of an examination, please tell me...
And yeah hats off to all the cheaters in the examination. It requires much more courage to cheat than to mug up silly crap.
But in reality noone is really able to study and the most frequently asked question is not related to the subject of the exam but,"Hey tere studies to complete ho gaye hogi" and the boy responds in a very sweet voice,"Arre ham padte hi kahan hain."
Then the teachers start screaming,"Keep your books inside the bag." But only teacher fearing students keep their books in the bags and the others hide them in well-planned places on their bodies. The prayer starts, instead of saying the lyrics of the prayer the boys start asking questions related to the chapter of the subject to the boy in front of him, but their voice is mostly drowned in the chorus of the prayer.
Students start lining up in front of the respective classes. And as their materials for the examination comes out of their boys, the teachers start coming to their assigned classes and then & there itself many of the boys come to know about their results without even facing the examination(you see if the teacher is strict then cheating is impossible, and if the teacher is lenient, then even a failure will get 60% marks)
Enter the class, we take our seats after going to check out the saets of other friends(it's not really checking out but last time revisions, and the thing here is that the last thing we ask our friends is the thing we best remember!!!). Question papers are distributed, and as soon each boy gets the question paper, he sees the boy in the next row and makes a very sympathetic face, as if the answers to those questions will cost his life.
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings for the exam. We scribble our names on the answer sheet and then forget to fill the set of the question paper, and when the teacher asks the boy in the front bench to fill the SET of the question paper that we remember to fill it. After scribbling the name, the first hour starts. For the last minute studying students, it is an hour mainly to yawn. They do very less of their paper. Some even put their heads on the desk and then write. For the toppers, it's an hour to complete the paper as much as they can(they know the crap na, we don't!!!). In the first I always try to concentrate hard, and mostly I am successful but a sneak here and there is irrestitable(these sneaks are not meant for cheating but to see how much have the others competed!!!).
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings for the second hour...
This hour is alloted for the students to go to the toilet. But in reality only the non-studying students go to the toilet(right guess-for asking answers from the students of other classes, but as both students ask questions they don't know in the toilet, both of them end up only in knowing each other's questions). Every time a boy asks to go out for toilet, I look up to see who the student is. And another thing here is that many students come back to other classes instead of their own and that is the only time in the examination that we laugh. In the second hour my thoughts mostly drift to the can be days after the examination ends, my girlfriend, to the girls I have a crush on. It's a funny hour, it's the most lovable hour in the examination. In this hour mostly all the boys start to understand the gravity of an exam, and they scribble hard. But I scribble very moodily and I ponder over the questions but mostly I end up pondering over girls.
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings for the third hour...
As soon as the bell rings, most of the boys wake up from their question papers as if they have waken up from a dream. Their are voices,"Oh shit". This hour is alloted for meaningless scribbling, no thinking(because their is no time to). In this hour I wake up and write incomplete answers. If a senior boy is sitting besides me in the exam, I ask him the questions but not many of them are able to answer what they had learnt earlier(even I am not able to answer if a junior asks me!!!). Boys ask,"What's the time ma'am) at regular intervals to the teachers. The hilarious thing is that they ask time so often that I am able to predict the time myself( but then as I said there is no time to think). All are tense and they sneak in each other's papers(this time not to see how much they have done but to see how much they can do in their paper). Extra sheets are taken and the teacher is not able to go so many areas at the same time, so here the students cheat at the back of the teachers.
The warning bell rings
All scribble the last minute answers. They check out their papers(to see if there is something correct written in it, i mean wrong in it).
tRnngg... tRnngg... tRnngg...
The bell rings. Exam finished. Terror gone. We are aLive. Yo but no.
"Shit, very bad paper. How was yours?" Most boys say this.
"O.K, very O.K but i am sad that i lost one mark in the grammar section" Toppers say this and the answer to this,"Really i think i gained only one mark in the paper".
We discuss the question papers and make sarcastic remarks about the teachers who have made the papers. Most of the boys are overjoyed not because their paper was O.K but because another hurdle is gone. After exams freedom.We go outside the hall and take our bags. Out to our homes for the preparation of the next examination.
People say," Examinations are very important". But for me the time before and after the examination is very important.
Examinations need patience and I never had it. I have lost my patience, I have lost my winning ways in the examination. I am lost in this ocean of life and in the galaxy of death.
What do you say?
What are examinations for you and how do you really pass your time in the examinations.
Tell me. Please...
If something is missing from my sweet account of an examination, please tell me...
And yeah hats off to all the cheaters in the examination. It requires much more courage to cheat than to mug up silly crap.
