I’m robin aka robby. i’m a graduating fella. Although I ‘m in 3rd yr of my engg life..i still have no idea about what I study each semester.. ask me what were ur subjects last semester, I’ll go aaaaaa.. and it ll continue… and the most important stuff of engg life.. that’s called the “Prasad” of engg temple. Well that’s nothing but arrear. I just have 6 of it. But the highest in my frenz circle has 17 of it. He’s kool ,coz his dad gotta wide business. As I belong to a so called a higher middle class family. Maa and pa have already spend their maximum savings on me….Robby has to study and clear the arrears and find a good job.
That was the night before my unit operations arrear exams when I borrowed the notes of unit operation from one of ma frend pragyan, (thanks pragu u were always a gr8 help..). as I opened the notes I found the letters flying over ma head… as if I were a dyslexic.. I tried ma best to follow that bookish stuff.. at about 12 in the nite I went to a book worm avinash’s room but I found him sick with 104 degreee fever. The only bookworm around me was sick. I don’t stay in hostel but outside in a flat with ma frenzs. Reason is simple we are “we hate rules ” types.There are very few ppl who stay out of the hostel. so ma only hope avinash was no more a option..
I went to ma room opened the notes, started to study. But wait what ‘m I doin.. I tore the bits of the blank pages and wrote the formulas, and few theory most expected question’s answers. At the end I found 8 bits of paper with my ma micro handwriting.. Hey whats happening m happy with this stuff.. the guy who always preffered arrear over cheatin is now happy with its foolish stuff…" anyways robby is happy, leave him alone u jealous crap" , the DEVIL spoke... with all preparation I slept at around 2.
The exams was at 10. I woke at 8.30. I went for a bath. and remembered maa feeding me curd and sugar before every exams .miss you mom.
By 9 I walked to the bus stand. Then off to col. I checked ma hall ticket, ma pen and ofcourse ma bits. I put those bits inside the socks till it touched ma heel… huh! no f*** invigilator ‘ll eva find it..
Happy as I was ,and lucky as though, I got the last bench near the window.. thank God for choosing me as the one to be blessed…
I wrote the stuffs. And lucky as I was I got 40 out of 70 was from ma bits… good God. The invigi was busy the other side of the room I carefully brought the bits, placed it in between ma answer sheet and the question paper..
Huh.. it was me whose was over first , and that to I gonna pass.. I carefully threw ma bits outside the window just beside ma seat… heheh.. foolish invigi.. u need to learn dumbo..
Oh I was just thinkin dear invigi, wat was the need to come near me and stand like a fool.. heheh.. whateva I threw ma paper outside through that window..
Suddenly the breeze entering the window brought some small papers.. the invgi just beside looked at me , and looked at those small papers on ma table.. I still was looking at those stuffs tryin to know as to wat it was…
Got it.. holy shit those wer ma micro bits… god help.. oh no.. I looked at ma invigi.. he was no more smiling .. he matched both the hand writtin on ma answer sheet and of that on the bits.
A big red cross on ma answer sheet…” stand up , bloody fools, u ppl think its kool to cheat, and we fools judging u”
“sir, pleasE, sir, please sir”…aaaa. wat more was I supposed to say ..
The special squads were called on.. took me out with them.. as if CBI caught a terrorist .They said me to wait for few days , till they take their decision.
Happy, lucky, f*** off I was neva..
And blessed I was neva. Is there some one called GOD .. huh
“U fool u were taught a lesson” said THE SOUL….
