A slightly different week

Life’s pretty eventless these days. I wish something dramatic would happen to me to break the monotony of this incredibly (or perhaps, quite credibly) eventless life of mine, with each day following and duplicating the last. I wish, one day, as I closed my eyes at night, I could surmise, or even dread, what would come the next day, instead of knowing every detail from beforehand the way you know the dialogues of movies that you’ve watched 144 times. Well, I guess we all spend our lives wishing for more drama, and wishing all the drama away when it comes. Personally, I wouldn’t ask for the romantic melodramatic kind of eventfulness; something as ordinary as Pratiti’s appendicitis will serve my purpose quite well. That reminds me, I really envy that girl. But as she herself said, one shouldn’t PNPC in a public domain, so I think I’ll keep my list headed “101 Reasons To Envy Pratiti Deb” to myself.

The only reason this week has been slightly different from the preceding ones is because I had to sit for those stupid Pathfinder Mock Tests everyday, which was the first Mock Test Series I ever sat for in my life. It began on the 15th with Maths for us. “Us” here refers to the EFLians (Or does EFLite sound better?) viz. Deyasini, Rohitashwa, Rohan, Raunak, and last and definitely the least, myself. On the first day, I prepared, practiced, looked at the theorems, went though the objectives, sent a good many SMSs to various people enquiring about what the papers were like, indulged in a good deal of hypertension, and, in short, did everything you’d expect a normal mediocrity to do before a normal Maths test. However, in spite of the fact that I found only two marks unknown, I flunked the test as badly as you can. Result: Ebbing of enthusiasm.
On the second day, I prepared a little less enthusiastically, I indulged in only tension without the previous prefix, and sat for the test moderately prepared. Not at all surprisingly, I flunked this one too. But since I’ve been flunking Life Science nearly all my life, it didn’t make me stop caring completely about Mock Tests. It simply diluted my enthusiasm a bit more.
Third day. Physics test. Or rather, Physical Science test. And it was because I forgot the difference between Physics and Physical Science that I had to suffer on this day. After completing the whole paper minus the Chemistry part in 2 hours quite happily and confidently, I was shocked to see that I was staring at a page of Hebrew before me. I gulped once or twice, blinked stupidly a few times, and then imagined I was sitting for a History test and switched to the “Invent Wildly” mode. With some brilliant guesswork, I managed to answer around four marks correctly. Then, realizing that I had completely covered up the shine of the Physics part by the slush of the Chemistry part, I burst into tears (metaphorically) and broke my heart into three meticulous pieces. The first piece said, “To hell with exams!”, the second said, “Who the heck cares about Mock Tests anyway?”, and the third declared, “I give up! No more studying for these wretched tests”. Thus, my tests ended.
Wait, that doesn’t mean it ended for Pathfinder as well. We still had History and Geography to go, but I couldn’t care less. I spent the major part of the next morning bombarding a friend of mine with SMSs (knowing him to be too polite to tell me to shut up), and the rest of the day glancing through a few objectives and important long answers. That was all the preparation with which I sat for the test, and surprisingly enough, I didn’t flunk it! I mean, considering that the lowest I ever got in History is 48 out of 100, flunking for me corresponds to getting less than 50.
Till that day, I had thought of the tests every night and every morning. I knew that the reason I went to Chetla was to sit for tests. On the day of the Geography tests, however, I had reached such a degree of emotional saturation that Geography was the last thing on my mind all day. My net came back, I chatted happily with a couple of friends who were sitting for the same tests in the same batch with me, lost my geography book and didn’t bother to search for it, and when I boarded the auto to Chetla, I knew I was going because—
1. I enjoyed travelling alone.
2. I loved meeting my friends there.
3. I wanted to sit beside Deyasini because it was probably the last time before July that I would be doing it, or maybe the last time in my life (if either of us failed to make it to SPHS in +2).

Someone was really, really shocked when I told him this, but it was true. I didn’t care two pence about what happened in the goddamned exam. Heck, I didn’t care a quarter of a pence! I didn’t know anything about the type of vegetation seen in Rajasthan and quite happily filled a page writing all about xerophytes’ adaptation that I had read in Bio, vaguely hoping that a science-ignorant teacher would take “phylloclade” and “sunken stomata” for learned Geographical terms. It amazes me to know that someone actually loves Mock Tests, but well, he’s an android after all, however vehemently he denies it.



I don’t know why I wrote all about this in my blog. It’s not that I’m really proud of my achievements and want to make a nice musical comedy of what is supposed to be a serious business. I guess it’s because I wanted to take my frustration out on everyone else. Or maybe because I wanted to update my blog but couldn’t wait to finish the long ones I’ve started. Well, whatever, don’t bother to tell me that my attitude towards exams is abnormal. And don’t bother to preach either. Have a happy Christmas!

Oh wait!! I totally forgot about Christmas! Yay!
“Christmas time is drawing near,
Santa Claus will soon be here,
With his presents and his toys,
For the little, girls and boys!
For dear old Santa we’ll give three cheers,
He’ll soon be coming with his swift reindeer,
And he’ll come so quick, with a ‘click-click-click’
In the e-a-r-l-y Christmas m-o-r-ning!”

Feels lovely to remember Nursery rhymes! Cheers! And adios for now! :-D