I have to say adversity really kicks up my creativity quite unlike anything else. Right when I should “not” be spending time pondering over my verses, not surprisingly, that is exactly what I end up doing.
And so, whenever my brain starts to melt and tries to wriggles its way out through the pores of my skull; or when my eyes feel like dried lemons, my inner creative voice carelessly takes me the precipice of sanity and then follows an SMS enthusiastically forwarded to ‘fellow tronixians’ (God bless free messaging!) and a few elite others.
I don’t recall all the messages I’ve come up with; but, as I end four excruciating years of writing exams for utterly, bitterly delightful subjects and lovable teachers (tormentors?), it only seems fitting that I put up the few that I remember.
V Semester: Before Control Systems, the 4th paper in a row after 3 miserable others...
Glug, glug...
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Glug
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Choke, sputter...
gulp, gulp, gulppp...
Drowning in the ocean of mind-numbing drudgery and brutal torture; poor, agonised soul bids farewell to this world. May her soul rest in peace. Amen.
VI Semester: Before a midterm
Clink!
Proposing a toast to all fellow ECEians who are embarking on an eventful journey spanning the 3 most uncertain days of their lives!
Hail Mogambo!!
VII Semester: The night before submitting a ludicrous Networking assignment with mindboggling pie-charts & diagrams that made my eyes feel like ‘dried lemons’ although I’d completed barely half of it...
Shaheed XYZ...
Networking ki assignment copy karte karte insaniyat ki sarhad par 21 october ko apne praan tyaag diye...
Jai ECE!
VIII Semester: Another midterm, that barely felt like one ;)
The woods are lovely, dark & deep,
And all I ever want to do is sleep,
Lord, no more grades do I want to reap,
Then why am I drowning in exams neck-deep?!
Needless to say, I rose from the ashes after every demise...
Yup, I’m a tough one, just like everyone else! :p
