HANGOVER

Thank heavens my exams are over and i can write my blog in peace ...far from the madding crowd ...well literally far from the crowd ...my exams are over and me and some of my friends are staying back in the hostel for Robotics classes.

The exams are well over , but what remains is the deathly hangover from the traumatic exam experience ...i am yet to recover my habit of sleeping for 10 hours straight.Seriously folks , the way they show it in movies how a disturbing experience can throw your life off balance...it was happening to me ...

Of course it wouldnt have lasted if i had escaped home the day the exams were over ...most of my friends were enjoying back at home ...happily sipping away at the hot brew made by mom and laughing their heads off at my situation. Yes here i was stuck in my hostel having all sorts of nightmares about my exams ...
Take last night for straters I woke up at 4 am..it was deathly silent and eerie.where were all the people i wondered , as i took a quick visit to the bathroom.During the exam time most of the guys would be frantically pacing the corridors in their pyjamas looking like deranged victims of a lunatic asylum. Books and notes in hand , they would be trying to cram into their heads all sorts of info that had eluded them since the last few months.

Ok so after i came back to the room , Niteshs room to be precise ,rubbing my bleary eyes i opened the AEC book and turned to a page .And just when i was poised to scribble a few formulas when it hit me ....For heavens sake , my exams are over ...what the hell was i doing . And then i realised the emotional scars the exam had left on me.
I was never a person to be afflicted with any sorts of nervous disorders , but the 3rd sems were killing me from inside. If it hadnt been the company of my friends who too were on the same frustration plane , i would have never have read for the exams.

Imagine people falling asleep in the hall and then scratching off their papers to reappear for the exam once again.Such was the harrowing experience for us in the cold dreary December month. The invigilators were no help either ...they would constantly harass us with their annoying invigilatoring(no such verb , just made it up).Why the very word INVIGILATOR had a grand inquisitorial sound to it. I remember one invigilator ....not disclosing his name for safety reasons , switching off the fans in the sweltering summer , so that he could pick out any faint murmuring from the crowd. Such people shpuld be hung upside down and whipped.

Thats why to rid myself the memories of the exam i have torn all the question papers in my sight and lit them up , devilishly smiling as i watched them go up in flames. One more effect of the exam hangover is that , i keep checking the time and almost feel an uncanny unease when the clock strikes 9 : 30 (the start time of the exams), i still cant get to open my watch and sometimes keep checking the time in the middle of the night.I've been wearing it since the exams started and havent opened it yet. I get dreams about exam question papers talking to me and laughing at me ....chasing me to a cliff.....and i wake up from this nightmare all sweaty.

Really....... Paranoia is creeping up inside my head...and unless i go home soon , i will be one of the unfortunate victims of exam hysteria.

Anyways happy holidays folks ...dont worry about me , ill pull through...Enjoy the winter.