I don't know for how long i will have to go through all this.It has been happening to me ever since i was four.AT these times i feel nervous,anxious and sometimes scared.My heart starts palpitating .I get queer glances,my room becomes unkempt,i remain an object of derision.My dietary habits change ,my sleep goes for a toss. My speech becomes indecipherable.I get long attacks of amnesia.My face looks sullen and sleep deprived.Why! just why do exams come?
They come when you least want them to.And come in the order of most difficult subject first.(as if that matters!!)And you can't cheat,you can't ask doubts at the last moment and you can't go to tuition because of them.(then how the hell are we supposed to clear them??) You can't play coz you have exam.You can't go to a party coz you have exam.You can't go on a vacation coz your exams are near(next month ain't that near after all!!).You can't watch a movie with friends coz they are all nerds who fail in exams.(god knows wat nerds they are talking about. i know only one who says he loves exams).It is strange that this four letter word has changed my interpretation of time so much.If someone says the neighbours are going for an outing i say their exams may have been over.
over??OH i forgot!They never get over.One or the other remains.When you clear maths you face history and the baton is forever passed to one another in concentric circles so that you never manage to get out of their trap.I wonder why their nomenclature is different if they are all same.Term tests,unit tests,class tests,driving test,blood test,eye test,IQ test,half yearly exam, entrance test. Funny.really.It is strange how everything we do depends upon our performance in exams.Inspite of the fact that i try my level best to keep my performance at par with the passing marks, i do get nasty stares from bespectacled spooky maths teachers and the red line of report card haunts me.
That was in tenth.The math teacher was so pleased with me for getting marks in single digits.(easy to total you know!!).In fact she used to declare..."this girl has individuality..originality...innovative ideas.She does each sum in a strange formula that i have never taught.She has strange knack for identifying fellows of her type and copy answers from them so that both of them get equal marks." At graduation level things are easier.I come to graduation because higher secondary was a tale of horror for my teachers instead of me. As soon as i used to enter the class my teacher would welcome me with a helpless smile.Poor lady our chemistry mam'--- Mrs Maya,she would struggle with her small frame and mount herself on the full size board to draw carbon structures and chemical reactions while i would laugh away at the sound of the chalk wondering why all carbon structures can't be fullerene .Biology mam would stuff my brain with botany that i would literally start seeing my DNA .Poor physics sir..i could never understand his examples in eleventh.(i used to laugh at them thinking they are jokes.)And in twelfth i remember i did a wrong acid test and my chemistry mam ducked under her desk thinking a nuclear holocaust had occurred.The lab was closed for two days because of my unique capabilities.
I was talking about graduation.It was easier because,the exams increased in number but decreased in severity.We could study how much we want or just nothing at all.There were no parent teacher meetings and lots of free time.But now as i go higher up the ladder of studies i fear what lies next.Having written the exams time and again,i am still struggling to find a correct way to face them.(ie,if there is any!) Lets see how many more to go for me.....
They come when you least want them to.And come in the order of most difficult subject first.(as if that matters!!)And you can't cheat,you can't ask doubts at the last moment and you can't go to tuition because of them.(then how the hell are we supposed to clear them??) You can't play coz you have exam.You can't go to a party coz you have exam.You can't go on a vacation coz your exams are near(next month ain't that near after all!!).You can't watch a movie with friends coz they are all nerds who fail in exams.(god knows wat nerds they are talking about. i know only one who says he loves exams).It is strange that this four letter word has changed my interpretation of time so much.If someone says the neighbours are going for an outing i say their exams may have been over.
over??OH i forgot!They never get over.One or the other remains.When you clear maths you face history and the baton is forever passed to one another in concentric circles so that you never manage to get out of their trap.I wonder why their nomenclature is different if they are all same.Term tests,unit tests,class tests,driving test,blood test,eye test,IQ test,half yearly exam, entrance test. Funny.really.It is strange how everything we do depends upon our performance in exams.Inspite of the fact that i try my level best to keep my performance at par with the passing marks, i do get nasty stares from bespectacled spooky maths teachers and the red line of report card haunts me.
That was in tenth.The math teacher was so pleased with me for getting marks in single digits.(easy to total you know!!).In fact she used to declare..."this girl has individuality..originality...innovative ideas.She does each sum in a strange formula that i have never taught.She has strange knack for identifying fellows of her type and copy answers from them so that both of them get equal marks." At graduation level things are easier.I come to graduation because higher secondary was a tale of horror for my teachers instead of me. As soon as i used to enter the class my teacher would welcome me with a helpless smile.Poor lady our chemistry mam'--- Mrs Maya,she would struggle with her small frame and mount herself on the full size board to draw carbon structures and chemical reactions while i would laugh away at the sound of the chalk wondering why all carbon structures can't be fullerene .Biology mam would stuff my brain with botany that i would literally start seeing my DNA .Poor physics sir..i could never understand his examples in eleventh.(i used to laugh at them thinking they are jokes.)And in twelfth i remember i did a wrong acid test and my chemistry mam ducked under her desk thinking a nuclear holocaust had occurred.The lab was closed for two days because of my unique capabilities.
I was talking about graduation.It was easier because,the exams increased in number but decreased in severity.We could study how much we want or just nothing at all.There were no parent teacher meetings and lots of free time.But now as i go higher up the ladder of studies i fear what lies next.Having written the exams time and again,i am still struggling to find a correct way to face them.(ie,if there is any!) Lets see how many more to go for me.....
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