As I Wrote My First Examination's Answers, My Hands Shook From The Sudden Drop In Temperature. I Wondered Wearing Daredevil Half Sleeves, My Stunts Took Too Much From My Performance.
As I Wrote My Answers To All The Questions, My Mind Was Then Persuaded Away From The Cold. I Wondered Whether It Was Some Other Deeds, My Brain Had Been Fooled By Exam Conscience.
As I Wrote The Second-Last Of My Answers, It Was Time-Over For The Exam & All Others Started Filing Out. I Wondered Gazing Down At My Wrist Watch's Hands, Whether They Would Give Me Some Extra Time By Medical Case.
As I Looked Up And Sought Few Extra Minutes, The Kind Invigilator - My H.O.D. Said It Was Fine & Agreed. Then She Told Me To Follow Her A Few Rooms, Into The Dimmer Exam Control Room I Followed Her All The Way.
I Was Immediately Asked By The H.O.D. to take any seat, I Looked Around To Notice A Chair Less ***** & Decided To Be Seated. Then I wrote and I Just Wrote Till My Answer Was Over. And Ultimately Came Out Of The Mechanical Block Smiling Triumphantly.
This is the poem I wrote thinking about 'exams' as that day on the 26th of November I'm appearing two exams. Concepts of Bioinformatics exam was done well and similarly the Concepts of Biofuels & Bioenergy exam was done good too.
Not saying more, you should read the poem above itself than reading the explanation of what it is about.