My cousin is preparing for his higher secondary exams, considered one of the bookmark stages for all the students, at least in India.
Exams are just round the corner and he is on his toes, mugging up, writing down and revising dozens of king size books.
His waking up at 4 am took me back to my study era, which was almost more than a decade back from now.
I would need revision of the entire syllabus, a day before or on the day of the exam, otherwise my short term memory would hit me real hard.
This would mean very very scanty to almost no hours of sleep, the night before the exam.
Waking up at 3 am was the toughest part, specially in the coldest of the winters, when everyone else around you is snoring at their highest pitches, snuggled in a warm blanket.
Why God why only me? I would always feel, but did I have an option, of course NO.
I remember, the revision schedule used to be so tight, that even a 10 minute snooze would mean 1 section is missed, and if the same one made an appearance in the question paper, there would be nothing more to regret.
Making tea used to depend on the revision speed, if it happened to be on target or ahead of it, only then would I get the tea. Yeah, I was a strict supervisor to myself!
Finally an hour before the exam, would come the wind up list, or sometimes 2nd revision of the most important items, and this sometimes was extremely rare phenomenon, especially in the engineering days, when there used to be too much on the plate to digest even once.
Then there used to be a special checklist of items for just 10 minutes before the exam time – this would usually comprise of the formulae or numerical stuff which I knew my volatile memory would not withhold for too long.
Finally after entering the examination hall would come the few minutes of relaxation to the over dumped brain. Only for the few minutes till answer sheets were circulated, could the brain heave a sigh of relief.
Then came the real moment when question paper would land up on desk – hands, eyes and brain would then be the heroes of the battlefield. They would fight a war to put up all the efforts on the sheet of paper, as this one sheet of paper would be the deciding factor of the entire journey ahead and the destination.
Today it has been almost 11 years to my service, but I remember, until recently, I would wake up to the nightmares, of today being the exam day and I have not studied anything.
Gone are the days! But unlike the rest, I surely don’t wish to revisit these set of days again. Although I agree, they had a charm of their own, I would admit I am happy that they are gone.
I am happy, to be on the otherside of the wheel now, where I get to snore to the highest of my pitch, snuggled in a warm blanket on a cozy winter morning. Ahh, that blessed feeling and to add to it, tomorrow is Saturday, so no alarms too.
Happy weekend to all!