Apr
09
Pages flutter from texts and notes,
As I pore over them in the early morn
Clinging on to the faintest hope
That there might still be something I can learn
Cup after cup of coffee I down,
As the stained rims on the table increase,
No sleep for me, nor can I lounge
Until I am awake from this nightmarish dream.
The time dawns slowly and surely for me
To reluctantly enter the dreaded hall,
The point being as far as I can see,
To clear the paper, once and for all.
Never again shall I glance
At the despised pages of baffling intent,
Never again shall I let it chance,
To look upon those theories potent.
The precious hours slip by
And around me the scratching of pens
Become more furious as a sigh
Escapes from tired mouths now and then.
With depressing regularity the seconds tick on,
Until finally I have exhausted my knowledge on paper,
With agonizing slowness the invigilator floats on,
Indifferent to my beckoning eyes and heart’s caper.
It is over! Done with! At last!
For life and for the last time;
The open door I slip through fast
And whoop with joy that I had done fine.
As I rush on to the street
My heart surging with ecstasy
I rejoice that I might never meet
Those confounded books which bewilder me.
- Deblina Mittra
As I pore over them in the early morn
Clinging on to the faintest hope
That there might still be something I can learn
Cup after cup of coffee I down,
As the stained rims on the table increase,
No sleep for me, nor can I lounge
Until I am awake from this nightmarish dream.
The time dawns slowly and surely for me
To reluctantly enter the dreaded hall,
The point being as far as I can see,
To clear the paper, once and for all.
Never again shall I glance
At the despised pages of baffling intent,
Never again shall I let it chance,
To look upon those theories potent.
The precious hours slip by
And around me the scratching of pens
Become more furious as a sigh
Escapes from tired mouths now and then.
With depressing regularity the seconds tick on,
Until finally I have exhausted my knowledge on paper,
With agonizing slowness the invigilator floats on,
Indifferent to my beckoning eyes and heart’s caper.
It is over! Done with! At last!
For life and for the last time;
The open door I slip through fast
And whoop with joy that I had done fine.
As I rush on to the street
My heart surging with ecstasy
I rejoice that I might never meet
Those confounded books which bewilder me.
- Deblina Mittra
The moment that I fear the most is approaching and a few days shy from now. Honestly, I've not yet get myself ready for the 'war'. Seems like I have to burn the midnight oil starting from NOW.
I just don't like the atmosphere of exam. I wish that the exam could be abolished! *sigh*
Wish me luck for the coming exam! Break a leg...
hi steve...glad to knoe that you too have a blog...
happy blogging and do update ur blog continuously ok??
gud luck in ur exam and GOD bless you..