Studying for exams is undoubtedly a nudnik... Writing an exam is even worse...
The last 10 minutes of an exam is that time when you either regret not having studied or regret that you'd finished your paper so fast and begin doubting your own answers or maybe if you're lucky you don't regret at all...
No matter how tough the exam is, surviving the last ten minutes is the toughest thing, at least for me and that moment when I hand over my answer script to the invigilator the happiness that rushes through my blood is something which cannot be over-powered even by a depressingly disastrous paper.
And then, then is the time when the brilliant student of the class would deliberately be asking everyone some answer which he definitely knows is correct, just for the sake of showing off; and at the same time, the less intelligent at academics are morose and regretful and some happy go lucky faces are gladly rejoicing the the freedom attained after 3 hours of nerve-wrecking brain storming.
However, no matter how bad your exam was, there is always something to be happy about, and that is...the fact That it is finally over. (At least for a while)
But do you know what the worst part is?
The last ten minutes of the exam.
The ten minutes when it is the question of do or die; where at one side the monotonous drone of the invigilator creepily echoes in your mind and on the other hand there is a piercing desperateness to know whether the page-long anwers you've written on the answer scripts are right or not.
The real challenge is not in studying for the exams, it is in surviving these ten minutes. Lately, I've been observing my fellow students while writing the exam. At one corner I see a person biting his nails frantically, shaking his legs vigorously, glancing at the watch that is mercilessly ticking away and racking his brains on some seemingly hostile question. On the other end I see a few sleepy-heads effortlessly sleeping and some quick ones waiting to just get rid of the paper as soon as possible; not to mention the helpless ones looking around for stray answers to copy from. And there somewhere at the back I see my brilliant friends flipping through their answer scripts for the millionth time, hunting like a hungry eagle for any mistakes.
The last 10 minutes of an exam is that time when you either regret not having studied or regret that you'd finished your paper so fast and begin doubting your own answers or maybe if you're lucky you don't regret at all...
No matter how tough the exam is, surviving the last ten minutes is the toughest thing, at least for me and that moment when I hand over my answer script to the invigilator the happiness that rushes through my blood is something which cannot be over-powered even by a depressingly disastrous paper.
And then, then is the time when the brilliant student of the class would deliberately be asking everyone some answer which he definitely knows is correct, just for the sake of showing off; and at the same time, the less intelligent at academics are morose and regretful and some happy go lucky faces are gladly rejoicing the the freedom attained after 3 hours of nerve-wrecking brain storming.
However, no matter how bad your exam was, there is always something to be happy about, and that is...the fact That it is finally over. (At least for a while)
So true :)
ReplyDeletehaha....rather than hastening in that last 10 min you could maintain that speed from the beginning..subsequently you will get adequate time..
ReplyDeleteepic :) well written. keep writing.
ReplyDeleteWhen you hand over the answer sheet and walk out of the hall it is like Nehru's 'tryst with destiny moment ...'.
Why don't you write the next article on the preceding 60 seconds before knowing the exam result? :)