Tuesday, November 27, 2007

tHose tHree hOurs of eXaMination !!!

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.

fRiends bUt no lOve

Yesterday when I was reading a newspaper, I read that when a boy and girl become friends, they mostly end up loving each other, so I have written a stupid poem for it.

Hey my dear sweet friend
let us break this trend
of falling in love
like a sweet dove
We will talk endlessly
walk over the seas carelessly
You have a knack of getting into trouble
so after solving it we'll play rubble
I always see you through the corner of my eyes
but i know that on friendship there's no price
hope you understand me the best
and our friendship will take care of the rest
I will wipe your tears
and then say cheers
Always be happy
but don't be too creepy
Never be sad
for it is very bad
I can't see you disheartened
because my heart gets shortened
We will be great friends
but let's pledge we will never fall in love
hope when i die you'll be at my side
accepting my death in your stride
i love you my friend
i love you
but then
let us break this trend
of falling in love
like a sweet dove...

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

sΉe is mŶ bEst fRieNd dAyd

Friendship isn't a big thing - it's a million little things.

i hAve a fRiend whO taught me how to enjoy life and as yoU knOw friends aRe special, sHe is tHe moSt speCial friEnd I have. sHe is mY bEst frIend i havE chOsen a nickname for hEr frOm hEr nicKnAme. tHe nIckname iS dAyd. I havE wriTten a poem fOr heR. hOpe you lIke it dAyd.

She is my best friend
From end to end
When I chat with her
I am filled with laughter
She is so innocent
But also very eminent
She loves music

and knows many tricks
She is a great prankster
But I am also a gangster
She is a sweetheart
Just like a pumpkin tart
She is a scholli
And also a folly
She is the best girl in her town
And looks like a clown
She is a beautiful scarlett
And loves chocolates
You are my best friend dayd
You are
I am afraid I will lose you
But U should know you will never lose me
I love you dayd like anything
Because you are my bEst friend
From end to end…

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

i Will lOse heR i am... dEad

"I lOve yOu" - Boy

"I tOO" - Girl

aNd froM here starts the dread in the minds of the loVers thAt one mistake in his/her behaviour can be disasterous. We fear that we will lose our lover. I too loved a girl and instead of enjoying the moment I was in this fear that I will lose her, and due to this I nearly lost her. Yeah whatever we do, it is a constant feeling of dread... Your heart skips whenever she/he is angry. You die many times when you are in love... But then it's worth it also. And in most of the cases, you lose your love due to your love. It's a very pathetic(this word is dedicated to my best friend) feeling. You just like to sink. You start thinking how can you lose her. It's bad, but I think it's a trauma through which everyone goes. But we have to come out of it. Or we will be lost in the sea of dread. Try to love without the dread of love.

Once my friend said"If the other person also loves you then why are you so worried"

But it isn't really like that. It is our brain that shows us the possibilities of losing him/her.

Has anyone loved without dread???

If yes then please tell me...


It hurtSSS yeAh loving huRtssss

yOu love someone, you care for that person, you protect that person. bUT in the night when you go to sleep you are guilty and you are hurt. You know that you are literally cheating that person by loving him/her.
We have got many secrets in life which we can't tell to anyone. We can't even bear to think about those secrets and when you keep these secrets from your love, you feel guilty. You know that you are cheating a person who can give his/her life for you. But then this is life. You won't agree with me but in your heart you never really want to love. Never. Never. Even the hardest heart knows that it will be cheating someone by simply loving that someone.

That's why I don't agree with Chuck Spezzano whose book says
" If it hurts then it isn't love "

With whom do you agree Chuck or me.
Just tell!!!

wHy dO wE lOveee??? why?????

"I am in love"

Cool if you are in love, then enjoy alone and suffer alone. We see so many break-ups and all that in this small world of ours, our friends' break-ups. But still we go looking for love. Love is not a very complex thing as people say. For me it's just a state in which we are a bit of drunkard and think about a complex organic body again and again. We don't have control on our thoughts. And after all if going by the figures a staggering 97% homo sapiens are never able to get their true love. Do we love to get rejected and even if we get our love don't get me wrong but most of us aren't satisfied from a single love. We need more love. That's it, we look out for love for the whole life. During love, we become stagnant type humans. There is no progress in that period of our lives. People say love is life and finding love is the greatest challenge. I say remaining away from love is the biggest challenge in our life. Why spend your time in impressing your love. I can be wrong. But you can say that we lose more than we gain in love.

What say???

And then why do we cry in loVe??? Why???

I bet that not many people would even think of crying before falling in love...
But then we are humans, we can never learn from other's mistakes

Once I also fell in love...

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

wE laUgh when we cRy!!!

A pErson is normal enough until He stArts cryiNg serIously !!!

Thomas Hardy

Yeah in a sense, this is very true. Just recall when you last cried ( hInT: when your mum scolded you, when you fought with your friend or when you lost something)

I also noted this very thing, it is very stupid to think, but when we cry we just laugh at ourselves. OK to illustrate this just take this case, when you are crying you make promises to yourself and then you just start to laugh at yourself or to the person who makes you cry. Your brain laughs at you. You don't want to laugh but in your heartyou feel an elation. Your insides start churning when you cry and you are laughing at that moment from inside. It's like that your heart is crying and your brain is laughing at your heart's stupidity. I don't think it is happiness, but it is a more of a mock laughter. Just try to find out from your experiences what it can be.

And the last thing, you are very ashamed when you are feeling that elation in your body...

Got any ideas what it is???