I've blogged enough about exams but this one needed a special mention. The Boards, the much hyped about boards have finally ended. I've been there, done that and all i've got to say is that it was great fun! I don't think i've enjoyed writing some exam so much. In spite of all the nerve-wrecking tension and baseless fears; that I did go through, it was brilliant fun. The experience was thoroughly worth going through.
I remember the day before the first exam I was hardly myself. Repeating the same maths problem for the umpteenth time and calming myself down with Katy Perry on the other side, I was scared; Scared is an understatement. I must say I was drowning in the ocean of fears for no reason. The next morning was even worse, in fact I was so scared that I have no memories of what I'd done that day. I must have mechanically gotten into my uniform and revised my formulas one last time.
Reaching the center I was petrified and honestly, I didn't want to meet my two supremely intelligent friends fearing that they'd just further scare the hell out of me. But I cannot thank them enough for bearing the brunt of my imbecility, but they were no less. In fact there were just one or two placid souls otherwise everyone else was the same.
The answer sheets were given and the-already-tensed-me, was becoming restless minute by minute. The much-awaited question paper was in my hands. I flipped through the pages, things seemed okay, in control. The moment i started with the paper all the dunning inner voices seemed to have calmed down.
Through out the exam, 1 O' clock was my favourite time, around this time I'd ideally be done with the paper and I would be checking it; when the sound of the hymn from some nearby mosque would resonate within the exam hall. I loved that moment. It was both enchanting and soothing. At about 1:20 the warning bell would go off and I would go through the "Last 10 minutes trauma" ( You can read that post here : http://www.mewondermi.blogspot.in/2013/08/the-final-ten-minutes.html )
Over the past two months ever since I'd begun with my preparation for these boards, I've been through a myriad of emotions. Much more than what Karan Johar would have ever squeezed into his films; I've been through the conventional ones like anger, sadness and joy and a much of unconventional ones like regret, pangs of envy, guilt (When i'd possibly give in to my T.V cravings) and what not!
Writing a board is different from writing just another exam and in spite of the entire system of boards being made 'optional' by the Board; I feel this experience is surreal yet worth going through.
