Another brick in the wall
I was walking on the road, when a group of khaki shorts clad boys passed me. They were discussing their examination paper. I overheard one exclaim ‘Maine bhi yehi likha hai’. And I found myself back in time…
I was always an average student, until my learning curve (or lets say education curve .. i prefer being technically correct) took a steep rise after class X. During those average student days, post exam ritual consisted of benchmarking yourself with the top rankers. ‘Saala, agar uska paper accha nahi gaya, to mera ghanta accha jayega’. ‘Yahoo! Heights and distances ke 6 marks wale question ka answer match kar raha hai uske saath’. ‘Agar usne 90 ka attempt maara, to mera 75 theek hi hai’ (I have excluded expletives and other usual profanity found among teenage lingua franca)
He/She (the 1st, 2nd, 3rd rankers) were the most sought after beings immediately after the exams. In my case, I used to avoid any she though .. I was average in smartness as well. Then there were some who never ‘discussed’ papers. Now that I think of it, these were the men amongst the boys. But probably, the most exciting part was when the teacher distributed the answer sheets in the class. Some wretched teachers steeped in a depraved sense of self-righteousness used to call out the marks: Aakash – 54, Aakansha – 89, Bijay – 42..
Hmm school was good. Actually I have realized that the worst thing about life in general is that one cherishes moments only when they are forever gone. True bliss exists only in hindsight.
I shall leave you with that thought.
I was always an average student, until my learning curve (or lets say education curve .. i prefer being technically correct) took a steep rise after class X. During those average student days, post exam ritual consisted of benchmarking yourself with the top rankers. ‘Saala, agar uska paper accha nahi gaya, to mera ghanta accha jayega’. ‘Yahoo! Heights and distances ke 6 marks wale question ka answer match kar raha hai uske saath’. ‘Agar usne 90 ka attempt maara, to mera 75 theek hi hai’ (I have excluded expletives and other usual profanity found among teenage lingua franca)
He/She (the 1st, 2nd, 3rd rankers) were the most sought after beings immediately after the exams. In my case, I used to avoid any she though .. I was average in smartness as well. Then there were some who never ‘discussed’ papers. Now that I think of it, these were the men amongst the boys. But probably, the most exciting part was when the teacher distributed the answer sheets in the class. Some wretched teachers steeped in a depraved sense of self-righteousness used to call out the marks: Aakash – 54, Aakansha – 89, Bijay – 42..
Hmm school was good. Actually I have realized that the worst thing about life in general is that one cherishes moments only when they are forever gone. True bliss exists only in hindsight.
I shall leave you with that thought.