This morning was unusually strange. I woke up to realize that i don't have the burden of exams on my shoulders (At least for some time :P ) . I realized that I wouldn't have to begin my day sulking at the mere sight of books. Books? What are books? It's really strange! I've got so used to waking up and sticking to my books that I feel a slight pinch of guilt as I face my computer screen; that probably I'm just wasting my time. But no... This is actually the much awaited time.
But the uniqueness of this time is only because of the unanimously abhored exams. Ever since this academic year has commenced, my little brain has had a tough time juggling and balancing; the tedious theorems of maths and Newton's laws, remembering the bygone dreary day when the great emperor of China entered this world and the length of the various rivers that flow arond the world and creating poems in proper Hindi to uncoding the perplexing patterns of mental ability; but it's because of these tough times that this short break feels so good. It's the feeling you get when you take a sip of icy cold water after a tiring hard run.
Exams are hell. Most would agree but at the same time, this phase... Once the nasty exams end, once the academic session finally comes to an end (Yet there are many more to go), this phase where time spawns like an endless sea, where boredom sets in, I like it :) I like this feeling, when I am aimlessly gazing at the ceiling, observing the constant drone of the ceiling fan, frequently checking my phone hoping for some messages and constantly cribbing for little eats.
The funny part is while studying, I sensed my old classics calling me, my computer dreamyly mumbling my name, my television wailing as I parted away from it when my little 'breaks' would end but now it seems like none of them is actually bothered. I'm fed up of books, the networking sites are spammed with people and their incoherent pictures and the television has justified its title 'idiot box'. But that's okay. Probably somewhere inside I do miss studying and sweating over science and maths but the fun of being a free bird is priceless. Ofcourse the old life shall soon commence in a few days but till then - this is my time... :)
But the uniqueness of this time is only because of the unanimously abhored exams. Ever since this academic year has commenced, my little brain has had a tough time juggling and balancing; the tedious theorems of maths and Newton's laws, remembering the bygone dreary day when the great emperor of China entered this world and the length of the various rivers that flow arond the world and creating poems in proper Hindi to uncoding the perplexing patterns of mental ability; but it's because of these tough times that this short break feels so good. It's the feeling you get when you take a sip of icy cold water after a tiring hard run.
Exams are hell. Most would agree but at the same time, this phase... Once the nasty exams end, once the academic session finally comes to an end (Yet there are many more to go), this phase where time spawns like an endless sea, where boredom sets in, I like it :) I like this feeling, when I am aimlessly gazing at the ceiling, observing the constant drone of the ceiling fan, frequently checking my phone hoping for some messages and constantly cribbing for little eats.
The funny part is while studying, I sensed my old classics calling me, my computer dreamyly mumbling my name, my television wailing as I parted away from it when my little 'breaks' would end but now it seems like none of them is actually bothered. I'm fed up of books, the networking sites are spammed with people and their incoherent pictures and the television has justified its title 'idiot box'. But that's okay. Probably somewhere inside I do miss studying and sweating over science and maths but the fun of being a free bird is priceless. Ofcourse the old life shall soon commence in a few days but till then - this is my time... :)
