I was in the college lobby, like most of my friends, mugging up the entire book. All of a sudden the bell rang and the supervisor threatened us of closing the door if anyone stays outside the exam room, doing their last-minute revision. Giving a glance at each page, I rushed to my room, only to see it being closed. I shouted, "Please don't do it. Let me come in. I want to give my exam !". The only response I got was the Bang of the closed door on my face. And then I woke up. I saw myself on my bed. The sun threw its morning rays on me, making me realize it was just a nightmare I experienced.
Its been a year I have completed my college, but such nightmares still haunt me and wake me with a shock. The 'exam-panic' period before and during the dxams is known to every student. Those revisions, notes, sleepless night-shifts for studying, group studying, etc. who has not gone through it ?
I remember just to get those good grades, some would lock themselves in their rooms (obviously with their books), some forgot their regular diet but fed their brains with loads of formulas, theorems and answers. No movies, no hangout with friends, NOTHING, Only Studies !
But even doing all these efforts, during vivas the externals simply say, " See you in the next sem for the same viva.", " You know nothing, you'll fail". A tight slap to all those sacrifices students made. On hearing this, they loose their concentration and those dreadful comments hovering in their mind help them get those 'honourable KTs' in the written exam.
Parents and experts say, " You should start studying much earlier and then you can become a scholar". But frankly speaking, I have seen scholars of many colleges struggling hard at the eleventh hour to learn entire topics they missed.
The state of a student during this panic time simply leads him/her to a state of mind where they literally feel of being dead in the end. Keeping the situtation in mind, and from some of my own experiences, I wrote this poem which, to some extent, depicts the entire investigation process of a student's dying case in exam time.
Investigating My Case Of Dying !!!
Days before Exams are like a Serious case,
They are nothing but full of Stress.
Difficult to investigate widout any Fingerprints & NO Clues,
For findin the correct between Lies & Trues.
Culprits are just ready Hindering Our Way to reach the Goal ...
Despite of our hard work which is more than a foal.
Killing 'em wud be judged as a Crime ...
But All WE can do is to Behave like a Gentle Wind Chime.
Time seems to be No friend bt a hard-core Foe ...
Running Far away and fast like an arrow shot from a bow !!
Hours become minutes, & each minute become a second ...
Feels like the next moment is like a Dead End !!
I'm waiting for some one to shoot the gun ...
So I can think over of starting to Run ...
Then I will have to put on some Pace ...
With some tension on my Face !!
With hard feelings I'll be just trying and trying ....
Till the end it would be ME Investigating My own case of Dying !!!
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