Wednesday 17 April 2013

Nervous Nineties Called It A Day (Internal Exams Special)

यार तुझसे जब पूछो चलने को कहीं, तो तेरे exams चल रहे होते हैं | सच तो यह है की तू आना ही नहीं चाहता |

This one statement has resounded for like a zillion times in the past four years. And then there is a friend of mine who reminded the count stands at 90. Jaw dropping, echoing till eternity, minus all the external hassles, smiling in total amazement, the epic nine-zero-- NINETY.


Having taken my last internal today along with everyone who has been alongside the wagon throughout, i was trying to recall the day sessional/internal exams were a mystery about to get unfolded. Trying to read as much as  a human being possibly can, cramming the hell out of alphabets in black (It was Mathematics but hell yeah, i was cramming :p). काला अक्षर बीज बराबर | 


It used be a 1 hour 30 min long affair back in the days when everything used to plead for mercy, dying to be vomitted on the sheets of paper in blue. The things have taken a new shape today though. Anyway, the breathtakingly awesome thing about the question papers that we are made to tackle is everything seems out of syllabus. You feel like checking the subject title, rub your eyes, snatch your benchmate's question paper to check his or her paper title and sit there in utter shock. 
Apologies to folks who have appeared in these images without their permission.