Bats in the Belfry

19 April 2003

An Ode to the Exams

Ah well, Im a day late, but im here all the same. You see, with all these stupid little exams flying around the place, finding some quiet time to breathe is getting just a little hard. Well at any rate, i should be runnning normal by april 24th.

Since the exams are the main theme in my life right now, i think they deserve their place in the spotlight. So here it goes:

"It can't be that hard", i said to myself, "It's only a couple of chapters more. Nothing i can't do in a couple of hours!"

"What are you nuts!!?!?!" The other guy in my head erupted..."Couple of chapters, yea sure, but you know ofcourse that these things come back every year in the stupid papers! You better be getting these things done before you doze off!"

Somehow that guy one the argument and i stayed up another couple of hours. The extra strong Coffee doing it's job really well.
I managed to just about understand what Subsection 2 of Clause 23 of the Indian Factories Act meant, when my brain gave up. I found myself 4 hours later, face down in my book. Time to get up. I was up; atleast in the physical sense. My head was still running through the credits from the dream i was watchin that night.

Ofcourse, the next task was to get myself to the exam hall. A very irritating Rickshaw ride later, and here i was, seemingly prepared but comepletely ill at ease with the whole affair! It didn't help that everyone was talking about Subsection 3 and not 2 which i had studied..."crap!" was all i managed to mutter.

It began, rather horrendously ofcourse, i couldn't quite remember too much, to my relief, they did ask a vague question about the (only) subsection i remembered. Soon enough though, the whole thing was over.


There were 7 more days of this to go.

Well im now 4 days into the bloody thing. And it onl;y gets worse as far as i can see. Poor idiots asked us a question about the examination system being flawed in our Legal Language paper. It was one among 4 options. I imagine that it was going to be a favorite with most students. A spot poll after the questions among my friends confirmed what i had suspected. Someone who has the unfortunate task of correcting our papers is going to face 19 years of collected frustrations of over 10,000 students when he gets to that question. I prayed for him during the Easter servive! He'd need it!

Anyhow, the last four papers are calling me. Have you ever been in a situation where you know something unpleasant is coming up and your only choice is to go right through it. Well multiply that feeling by 4 and it's still not close to what those guys in my head are feeling right now. They work hard you know. But those idiots setting the question paper seem unlikely to cooperate.
Alan Jackson is singing a cover of "Tequila Sunrise" which reminds me. I'm gonna be seeing one after my exams!

Cheers!! :P

Pierre

16 April 2003

Ok guys,
since i appear to have a bit of a fan following(in a million years maybe..anything that old should be worth a lot!), I'm going to try and make this a once a week blog. Stay tuned, i'll let you guys know in advance if i'm going to be suffering from writer's block on Saturday night!

P.s..... No mum, i don't think you can start a fan club with just yourself....much appreciated though!

14 April 2003

Confessions of an undying love...

She was beautiful! I had only met her once, but it was like i had known her all my life! Like we were destined to share this connection. Like we were soulmates. Longing for each other before we knew the other even existed! It was magical, captivating & fascinating!

I had never felt the way i did that day ever before, or ever since... I can't explain it! I mean she came across as strong, but mellow, easygoing and yet full of life. I couldn't tell you what i felt at the time... I was tongue tied, probably literally... i think some people call it a sensory overload!

And it was happening to me again, that warm feeling in my belly, like she was reaching the very heart of my soul, if you will! It was like i was staring right through her dark brown eyes, trying to imagine what secrets or thoughts she hid behind them. It was like everytime i would breathe around her, i would refresh myself with another warm breath...

"Yo, dude...interrupted my friend, you sure you're not on something!? This chic you're talking about, sounds like your in love with her, man!!"

"What chic?" i asked him....

"Mellow, easygoing, big brown eyed, gal of your dreams...soulmate crap you're talking about....who makes you warm and fuzzy as she reaches the heart of your soul..."

"Damn!!! No man.... I was talking about the frickin' coffee i had the other day!!