End sems are the time when everybody ought to be busy studying and a time when life ought to be nothing but hell. But you know what.. end sems are not as bad as they are projected. They are more like one night stands with the books. Well it is not as cool as it sounds nor as scary as it may appear.
End semester examination are just a part and parcel of the entire semester and ad actually they are wquite fun. studying with friends.. late night studies.. entire night studies.. facing the fear of failing together with friends. At the end of the day it is actually all this taht strengthens your friendship.
Well my end semester examinations ar going on now.. and trust me.. I wish that they would have never come. But today i just gave my third exam and we have a 2 day break for the next examination, kind of a celebration day but i really ask you is this end sem trauma worth it.. When i think of it.. what did i actually study in my last exams.. i cant remember any thing.. not even the grades i got.. those grades are supposed to mean the most to me right? but if even i don't happen to remember them then how do i expect it to matter it to somebody else. and if i don't expect it to matter to somebody else so much then why is it given so much value. NO.. i am not writing this entry against the examination and education system but why does it not matters.. why still i give so much importance to something that no longer holds any significance to me. OK i agree not to disagree that it will have a big role to play 2 and a half years for now when i sit in those placement interviews. But just so as to impress someone else and to prove to someone else i should do something that i find a total waste of time.
Now that i s what i actually used to think.. kinda revolutionary..? But i wish others agreed and i didn't had to do all this bullshit studies . things that i know might be of use to me in the future (mind you whatever you learn has got to be of some use to you in the future.. somehow or the other .. well this reminds me of a small story..
It so happened that there was this one story of Khalil Gibran.. ti tiled the 'Madman'.. i loved it.. one of the best short stories i have managed to get my hands on.. and i guess i had read it for so many times that i nearly memorised it.. and it had clung on to my mind like a moss.. but only this time i loved it.. and then there was this competition where i was in the dramatics competition and we had won the first prize and one member for the team was allowed a wild card entry into the interview round of the Wiz team .. and i ended up qualifying for the stage round in the city finals which took place in front of a whooping 3k crowd and all this drama.. interview .. stage round.. in one day.. hectic.. wusshhh.. and then there was this talent performance round and it was then i realised that i didn't had anything ready unlike others who had been preparing it for weeks and all i had got was 90 minutes.. i decided to recite Madman. I did win that but had it not been for madman i wouldn't have and that changed my life forever, who knows this better than you do.. after all you have been my best friend since i don't know how long.. )
see... i again deviated from the topic and you didn't even scold me..
with time i have realised that it is better to do some things the way the society wants and expects you to.. After all I am not strong enough to be Fyodor's Ediot.
End semester examination are just a part and parcel of the entire semester and ad actually they are wquite fun. studying with friends.. late night studies.. entire night studies.. facing the fear of failing together with friends. At the end of the day it is actually all this taht strengthens your friendship.
Well my end semester examinations ar going on now.. and trust me.. I wish that they would have never come. But today i just gave my third exam and we have a 2 day break for the next examination, kind of a celebration day but i really ask you is this end sem trauma worth it.. When i think of it.. what did i actually study in my last exams.. i cant remember any thing.. not even the grades i got.. those grades are supposed to mean the most to me right? but if even i don't happen to remember them then how do i expect it to matter it to somebody else. and if i don't expect it to matter to somebody else so much then why is it given so much value. NO.. i am not writing this entry against the examination and education system but why does it not matters.. why still i give so much importance to something that no longer holds any significance to me. OK i agree not to disagree that it will have a big role to play 2 and a half years for now when i sit in those placement interviews. But just so as to impress someone else and to prove to someone else i should do something that i find a total waste of time.
Now that i s what i actually used to think.. kinda revolutionary..? But i wish others agreed and i didn't had to do all this bullshit studies . things that i know might be of use to me in the future (mind you whatever you learn has got to be of some use to you in the future.. somehow or the other .. well this reminds me of a small story..
It so happened that there was this one story of Khalil Gibran.. ti tiled the 'Madman'.. i loved it.. one of the best short stories i have managed to get my hands on.. and i guess i had read it for so many times that i nearly memorised it.. and it had clung on to my mind like a moss.. but only this time i loved it.. and then there was this competition where i was in the dramatics competition and we had won the first prize and one member for the team was allowed a wild card entry into the interview round of the Wiz team .. and i ended up qualifying for the stage round in the city finals which took place in front of a whooping 3k crowd and all this drama.. interview .. stage round.. in one day.. hectic.. wusshhh.. and then there was this talent performance round and it was then i realised that i didn't had anything ready unlike others who had been preparing it for weeks and all i had got was 90 minutes.. i decided to recite Madman. I did win that but had it not been for madman i wouldn't have and that changed my life forever, who knows this better than you do.. after all you have been my best friend since i don't know how long.. )
see... i again deviated from the topic and you didn't even scold me..
with time i have realised that it is better to do some things the way the society wants and expects you to.. After all I am not strong enough to be Fyodor's Ediot.
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