Exam blues !! A three hour crash course in insulting your own intelligence!!
Clonal propagation - have been hearing this word from Day 1 of my tryst with Biotechnology and when it came to writing about it something worth ten marks. I was groping for any bit of information that seemed to have any closest proximity to the title!!
Guess what !!?? I did not even know what are herbicides!! Yes, it was indeed a grand opening of the preparatory exams. I kept flirting with the questions for about 40 minutes and then when i realised it was enough i gave up, put my head down for a peaceful sleep. A few minutes into dreams , saliva almost dribbled down my mouth when in embarrastment i slurped it back in and woke up with disgust - both at myself and my pathetic state. But soon i found some fancy ways to pass time. Read neighbours question paper, kept staring at people. Oh yes! I had a muse for my entertainment today. Right opposite me in the other class was a gentle-man.Too gentle in all his actions, so gentle that it made me wonder about his "preferences".My neighbour , a rather easy-going art student, preferred to call him the "other kind". I dont know what he meant but whatever he did , it was surely worth a while of laugh. This kept me on for almost 2 hours.
Then came the most lovely moment. our hall tickets were to be issued and my heart refused to beat in anticipation of my dreaded state. Yes guys this is the moment which most of us wait anxiously for for all the six months of the semester. My to-worry-about list always had the first entry as "Hall ticket" and this was the longest living entry in my list ever. But when God screws you with boredom , at the end of the day he does brings home chocalates. The forms kept flowing in for almost all the BA guys and for BSc, my name was first in the list. My heart refused to beat again, now in joy. Do i believe this!! I have got the hall ticket!!! I can write my exams !! Iam liberated !! I feel ecstatic !! Want to jump right there (did a bit of that too!!!)
Aman,Patil, Pep and guess what even Anushree got the damned form!!! I felt happy , even better but then what the F***, they were clever . I slogged my a** to wake up in morning, cut short my usually-long-hour-potty-session, skipped breakfast,neared banging into slow riding women on road and ran my life to climb the six floors to get attendance . I did get !! Good . But what the F*** everyone got !! I always used to be on the other side before, never have the attendance but always have managed to procure a ticket for my self. I felt proud . Now i feel sheepish ! Yes i had realised something good but at a wrong time. How i wish now i could have bunked away to fanciful dreams ! I should have done that !!
But at the end of the day i was feeling amazing. I mean all my friends were with me on the last leg of our journey - the semester exams. I had always prayed that these people should get the hall ticket and thank me they did!! Anyways, it feels empowered now. I have my licence to a trouble free and no-tension college time now.I dont believe this again !! but i must. Reality is slapping me back to it.
This hall-ticket-drama has been a tradiotion from first semester. You know everytime i felt depressed worrying about my hall ticket i would decide, chirag whatver happens next sem i will attend regularly so that atleast one tension is kept away . But this plan is still crying to be cared about. Every semester same thing happened and same promises too!! Every semester i used to decide " Apun next sem se kya karenge malum, har record ko week-wise complete karte rahenge.Toh load kum ho jayega. Aur thoda padhayi bhi karlenge. Yaar din me just dedicate 2 hours na". Oh i felt confident and meticulously planned then but ha ha ha (you know why is this laugh).
Looking back you know all those moments of tension start to look like cherishable and can-be-talked-about memories. No we had never planned to do these things so that in future we can be proud of it . It just happened and now it feels amazing. All those days spent in writing records and completing them in a day or two,doing projects in class on the day of submission.now it feels great . And more so because now it will always remain a lovely past as we cannot experience this anymore. Man , nw i want to worry about my hall ticket!!!
Steve jobs rightly said "You can only connect the dots looking backward".
Today the dots are connecting to give a fine picture of a wonderful past , full of oddities , full of strange yet lovely memories full of naughty,worried episodes of stupid things. But now it feels righfully beautiful. With age somes grace indeed !!
But what the F*** , Every one got the hall ticket !!! :o)
PS : share your traumatic episodes of the hall-ticket worries.
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Thanks for praying brother
ReplyDeletethis sure was aways a nice experience. Today there i was sitting in the exam hall sweating like a pig, knowing not what to write in this paper to score the 505 the teachers have asked for.
All i did today was put my head down twice or thrice and got scolded for doin so by the teachers.
Then came HOGEMUNSWAMY ( for those who don't know him by this name- its that old man who came with the BA forms) with the hall tckt forms. I was trying to put whatever i knew down on the paper aiming to pass. but the moment he came i just stopped my hands would just not move on the paper anymore and my heart skipped a beat. After a wait of about 10 minutes, in which he gave away forms to the BA students, he telss us he does only Ba forms.
I was already feeling miserable at the fact that i did'nt know what to write in the paper and this guy made me forget all that i knew and now i was blank.
well the only satisfaction was that i was not the only one sitting idle i had company in the form of bhoomika and other people from some other classes well i don't know their names.
then came that tall lady with a short lady and then came our turn to receive forms. well they had to trouble us. we got the forms last after all the other combinations of BSc. got their forms.
i was for the first time scared that i would'nt get my form. Well the teacher called the first name AMAN TANDON and thats was it i felt so happy that i felt i had just fathered my first baby and the form was like a treat to such a miserable day.
Then i still did'nt know what to write so i decided to fil in the form and that helped me while my time away wihout any problems.
But again i realised one thing This is the last time we while away time dreading whether we will get a form or not. There is gonna be no more fee paying in THE BACKSIDE OF THE AUDITORIUM . i still remember the first time i heard a teacher say COME TO THE BACKSIDE FOR PAYING FEES and some one asked loudly who's Backside and the teacher actually replied THE COLLEGE'S BACKSIDE. I am goona miss goin to the backside and standing int hose queue's to pay the fees guess i will miss everything and life has just blown me off course yet again as the truth dawn's on me . and these harsh blows might cause me to shed a tear.
and ya i forgot to tlk about the sigh of relief that escaped my mouth when i saw anushree get the form.
ReplyDeletemy first thought after that was if anushree got it everyone will get it and i some how uttered the words thank god wrods which i would normally not say
Hahaha well done “BUDDDY” (lol) …….yes the struggle to get the hall ticket finally ends here…TODAY ……I feel relaxd havin gt the 2 paged green papr sayin” APPILCTN FRM” bt yet agn I tell myself ...”kya CH***** bana yaar” ……all the days i strugld to gt to d class on tym fr 3 sems n here we r witnessing every1 gt d form again…..nevrd less am happy every 1 s goin to end the sem togthr…….
ReplyDeleteWell I still cant frgt the torture i hd to undrgo durin 3rd sem ……..well t all began whn I was an active membr of people frst ……bunkin coll n doin wrkshps was a way of life fr me…….meetins n one on ones n sessions was all tht ran n my head …….well here I wud lik to mention tht my frnds made t easy fr me to bunk coz even thy styd away frm coll …….so 1 day whle playin the fool n class the staf entrs our room n strts distributin the frms ……as he shouts out the names I see all d frnds who hd encouragd me gt their frms wit a sprk n their eye ….i un-cross my fingrs n stare at the heavens n thnk god n thn t happened punit s name was nt calld n he stares at me wit disbelief n thn my name was skipd n all my dreams of writin 3rd sem cums crashin dwn ……..i felt my heart dive deep n some cornr of my stomach………I sat thr lik a fool n thn came d tym fr me to beg fr my frm…………my puppy face didn wrk ………….i lost all hops n bth punit n me rehearsd abt wat our parnts were goin to tel us……….we had n tht depression:P even pland to open our own shack n goa aftr we fld frm blore ….hidin our face wit shme frm the wrld……….
we wud wake up every day wit d name of god n promisd to b gud boys if he did sum miracle n gve us our frms…….durin our buttrin period another evnt happnd n this too was nt n our favor………few agitatd studnts broke their silence on the eve of nt getting their frms n wnt into a ‘morcha’ against coll n thus spoilin our chances of getting d frm………t was really funny coz nxt day a meetin was organized by the chairman n every1 who didn gt the frm was askd to attend t n thn were promisd to receive d frm …………both of us woke up frm our sleep wit ths message n grabd the frst thng to wear n ran fr coll n thnkd the souls who fot fr us the last nite jus to realize tht t was a “BAJAO session by the chairman”…….n once agan we were made ch*****s…………aftr all the beggin by the students the chairman decided to keep 15 days coll fr all the students n the defaultrs list n thus make up our attendance………..so finally our prayrs were answrd aftr attendin 15 days of detention we were presntd wit d frms n finally we laid our hands on the precious parchment calld the’ halltckt’ …..here cums d end of my tratraumatic episode to gt tht halltickt
@ Lulu ; Yes wonderful things often happen at the BACKSIDE!!!! Good observation !!
ReplyDelete@ Summi :
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha i cant not remember those gruelling days you guys went through. I only wonder what was with me that i never got the pinch!!!
"Puppu face dint work!!"- Forms were distributed by old women and straight men.How could you even expect any miracle there!!! :o)
Hall Tickets-the dream n nightmare
ReplyDeleteFrom the 1st sem till now, i have absolutely no idea how i keep gettin this godforsaken peice of paper. But twice every year i find myself prayin to the god i dont believe in.......or even anythin which is connected to god(n im an agnostic by the way) just so dat i can get this peice of paper which will enable me to write somethin i dont want 2 write.
Well ironic is what life is.
Anyways, today for d last time i saw a very specific joy on the faces of al my classmates,especially d creator of this blog.
ive seen all my classmates smle at one time or another but this is the only time dat i get 2 see an expression of pure Xtacy(not d pill) on all the faces.
I mean you should have seen patil,he couldnt even speak without smiling. and mr. tandon if you read this "i told you so".
cheers guys we all have accomplished what we set out to........... well all sit in d bloody exams.
its not somethin that many students will agree with but as of today i love th damned EDP section n even that crazy old man frm the office(HOGEMUNSWAMY as darky tells me).the world somehow seems beautiful tonite.
ya and to d studious types like mr. sumedhesh
dont worry the studious types always get their hall ticket.
p.s.(im told dat u were d reason dat everyone got d hall ticket, dey didnt want to detain the phadakku types)
p.p.s.-no offence to anyone
cheers
Well what do I say now....... Mr. SUMADESHHH has finished tellin the glorious tale of one of the bigeeest night-mare of r lives.... And so il start from where he left...
ReplyDeleteThe days of detention.... or should i say “THE DAYS OF COLLEGE PICNIC”.
It, in the literal sense of the words was a picnic in col..........The first day teachers came and gave us assignments for the next day. Sumair Aman n I luked at each other. I knew wat was goin on in their head. They spoke out the exact words that i did, “ behen****. what the fuck have v got r selves into. Gand thukne waali hai BHAIIIIII”.
But the josh in teachers was meant to be shown just for the first day(I guess)....... Cause there after every day v were left al by ourselves. Teachers would come once an hour, do the formality of taking attendance n leave.........
We had al the time in the world 2 watch movies, have food, play uno and catch, surf the net n what not.....
I remember one incident very clearly.... the great aashish kumar dared to smoke in class n got caught..........
He escaped with a few gyaan filled sessions from reena ma’am n merin ma’am though..... Phew!!!!!!!!!!!!! wat an escape.
At the end it was worth al the effort .......... al of us (Aman, Sumair, Vaishnavi, bindu,jo, ashish, divya and me) got that small piece of paper ..... HALLTICKET AS WE CALL IT......
From, literally crying our lives n souls out- to not being able to celebrate diwali- to ashish geting caught and getting al of us into trouble- to vaishnavi havin her appendix removed, we saw it al together......
Al in al it was a very diff experience..... i wont call it pleasant cos getting up early in the morning when the whole college was warm and cosy in their beds at their homes, we were here, coming to college and wasting our time in lamest of ways possible, 9-3 every miserable day cursing our living, regretting the doings of our past, it was definetly not pleasant.... but yes il never forget those days...
Cheers al defaulters..
i cant believe how we all ended up getting our hall tickets!!
ReplyDeletei will never forget the dreadful sound of the alarm goin off at 6:30 sharp and me walking around in a daze after that and then a crazy frenzy of getting ready, breakfast, carrying all the required records, lab coat and all that jazz, and then leaving home for those dreadful 6 classes each day
and not to forget those 7 30 classes that i didnt even attend once the whole year or the sunday classes for that matter. bunking that along with countless labs and theory classes on saturday made me think i wud never get my hall ticket. but lo and behold! we all did
cheers to that!!
Lalitha