Exams

My mid-semesters start from day after tomorrow. Has any bloke ever liked exams? Do not students all over the world rant about the fruitlessness and torture of this wasted endeavor? But I wonder when exactly do these fun loving school boys turn into the grim adults? Why and when do they forget what they had once felt, what they had once dreamt , what they had once loved, what they had once cursed?

What enlightenment do they get, the light of which shuts out the dazzles of childhood? Strange it is.

There I got carried away by "Peter Pan"? I had thought to write about what I feel about exams. My father always said it is equally important to be a good student as well as to be a good examinee. Ha Ha Ha ! I never gave a damn to whats practical and I don't give a damn to it now. Lets leave that to shopkeepers. I am an idealist with a difference. I don't blow up dreams in smoke and moan about how the mundane world will never let me do what I want to do. I know despite what I am advised my convictions will triumph over others experience. I may not win the first battle or the next but I shall win the war.


What a drunken driver I am who has steered off the road twice in 5 minutes. Okay no more diversions. I always have fared badly in exams. Heck!! I have failed a couple of times. But i have never given them a thought as I know they don't prove anything. How does remembering a thing matter when all your life you will have books and references beside you to guide you. What matters is if you have understood it? How this simple thing has been eluding educationists for centuries is beyond my faculties to fathom. Why do we have to remember derivations and definitions?

But I guess all of these rhetorical questions are mere whistles in the dark. They don't matter and they certainly aren't suggesting a better way of doing things. The options that form in the mind are too nebulous and impracticable for the society to be implemented.