Nice :)

Yesterday, I went shopping. I was supposed to take a bus and meet my sister in Bandra(Kala Nagar), before we proceeded to Hill Road.
At the bus stop, this lady, asked me where I'm heading to and which bus I wanted. She said she was waiting for the same bus and sighed wearily saying it normally never took this long. I waited at the bus-stop for 15 minutes and by then, my sister called THRICE. She was really impatient and asked me to take a rick and get there quickly. I agreed and looked around for a rick. Then I realized it would seem rude to just walk off. I don't know WHAT made me do it, but I asked the lady if she would like a lift. She was shorter than me by several inches, thin and frail, early 40s or late 30s i should say, and looked typically like the household helpers in Mumbai do. She accepted but very apologetically said it may take a few extra bucks for me. We got into the rick and she explained to me that she had to get ready again and come back to her work place. I asked her where she worked. She fumbled with a word starting with 'Gr'. Something, again, made me ask, 'Gregorios?'. 'Haaaan', she beamed at me. St.Gregorios High School, where i studied till my 10th, has several ladies like this one to help out in the school. I very proudly told her I used to be part of that school till two years back.'Haa-aaan??', she beamed at me again. I grinned and nodded at her and told her my name and said I was well known in school. It turned out she used to be a household helper in the house of a student of that school, whom I know very well. Lata, as she introduced herself, said that she knows that girl's family really well, and that she joined the school recently. We were talking so easily, and freely and it felt really warm. :)
She told me that all 3 of her children were having exams and that she had to change and go back to school for some function. I dropped her off outside her place and she looked so grateful. She patted me gently and said, "Chalo thank you haan? Kabhi milegi, toh yaad kar lena. Dhyaan se jaana"(Thank you. Remember who I am if ever we meet. Go carefully). I nodded and smiled widely.

It felt SO nice to help someone you don't know, and then realize you DO know them, in a small, indirect way. :)

:D :D

So THIS is how it feels when your 12th boards are done???!!
IT FEELS GREAT!!!! :D
When i got back home, i felt so....indescribably weird.It was like, i was caged for 3 months, and suddenly ive been given freedom; and im unsure of where to run first. And also unsure of, how long this freedom will last....?

When i got back home, i just sat there, and stared. My mom, getting a little anxious about why i was behaving so strangely,offered me lunch which i refused. I grinned and began wondering where to go first: The TV or the computer. :D


Upto 10th grade,i was under I.C.S.E board; the best board there is. So obviously, we were taught discipline, respect and politeness apart from our lessons. We had internal tests every Tuesday and Thursday in school. Even in those tests, cheaters were punished. So during our 10th boards, there used to be pin drop silence and not even ATTEMPTS to cheat (our own school was our board centre)
I was SHOCKED during my 12th boards. The invigilators don't even SAY anything when people are openly asking one another answers. During my political science paper, i was sitting against the wall on the last bench and i did not even know the 3 girls sitting around me. When the paper started, the girls started asking one another as if it were a session of their group studies. Then the girl in front of me started "Chuch Chuch"-ing me. I ignored. She tapped my desk. I glared at her and continued writing. I was SO PISSED OFF!!!!!!! :x
The invigilator, a Sikh, glared at people if they happened to look up and just did NOT bother about those three bitches. He dint even let us use our writing boards, even though they were transparent :\
After the paper, one oozing-bitchiness bitch, actually had the audacity to ask me,"Answer bataya kyun nahi???(Why dint you tell us the answers???".
I nearly hit her over the head with my exam board.
BITCH!! :x

Today, in our logic paper, the invigilator looked like he was totally SLOSHED last night.HE WAS ACTUALLY SLEEPING!!! :O
One girl asked for a supplement. There was no reaction from this guy. We're all looking at him, waiting for some sort of a movement. His chin dropped to his chest and he snores. :|
Only i know how badly i was laughing with my hanky in my mouth :D
And then, a girl asked for a supplement in the last 5 minutes. He looks at her and joins his hands above his head and says loudly,"Bam bam bole!".
Oh my God, may i laugh to death? :|
She just sits there with her mouth open while he gestures to her to wind up without a supplement. :|
I was actually messaging people when he was sitting in the bench behind mine and dozing :D
Hahahahaha :|

Yeg-zaaam-ssssssss.

Will somebody be kind enough to tell me who invented exams? Okay, actually, whoever invented this whole thing of education, and the 'need to know about the world' and stuff is to blame. Then whoever was foolish enough to follow that person, got bored of being the only one, and made more and more people 'study'.And then, the guy who started getting more and more people, had a rendez-vous with The Devil in his dreams, and started the whole exams thing.
I hope there is a bunch of cactus growing on top of his grave!! X-[
Exams.
*shivers*
Exams.
*shivers*
Party. :D
*dances* \:D/
Exams.
*shivers*
Party. :D
*dances* \:D/

See the effect, the mere mention of the word 'exams' has on innocent youngsters? :(

BOARD EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*faints*

Okay, so out of the 6 subjects i have, i'm done with 4. (INCLUDING Yeeeechoooonaaawmeeegs)
Er, yes, including Economics. :|
In which i most certainly am passing. :D
*pats self on shoulder*

Okay, coming back to yegzams.
Tell me,which individual loves exams? If there is anybody who loves exams, they are undoubtedly psychologically challenged. Brain malfunction, id say. In fact, it should be considered a fine way of testing whether or not a person is mental. You ask them, 'Tell me, do you like examinations?' :)
Obviously an affirmative, will earn the person the rest of his/her life in a mental asylum.
If not, they are certified as normal :D

Why do we need to study anyway? Why cant studying be an option? What are we going to do taking all the knowledge in the world with us to the grave?
I protest!!!!! :x

*looks around*
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Isn't anybody going to support me? :x :/