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The Examination Hall

How unique a place is the examination hall!

Sometime or the other calls us all;-

 

Even for those who come prepared,

There isn’t another place so much feared;

Ah! And the last minute revision,

Ends up as everyone’s decision;

And there’s a reason,

Passing is for sure everyone’s mission.

 

And the scene inside,

Really takes you on a ride;

When you try and fight,

To fetch some topper by your side;

When the paper distribution starts,

There’s pounding in each of the hearts;

And everyone just prays to God,

That the invigilator doesn’t act like Voldemort;

May he let us cheat,

From the person on the adjacent seat;

Although this prayer is continuously chanted,

This general wish is seldom granted.

 

As soon as the paper is in our hands,

We just look towards our friends;

But the invigilator turns acts as a high resistance,

Just comes and stops the current of assistance;

We somehow try to finish the exam,

After praying to Krishna and Ram;

The earth slips below our feet,

When it’s announced –

“It’s time to tie the sheets”;

And our handwriting touches amazing speeds!!

 

Out of the hall comes a variety,

Some people sad and some happy;

Sad ones are like this for a while,

But soon they smile,

As they know a bad exam isn’t a shame,

For their friends’ condition is the same.

And they resolve the next exam would be better,

And forget this resolve sooner than later!!

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