Comprehensive Examination? You're dead.

"I'm going to flunk!!!, "was the sound that greeted me as I entered my wing. I looked up, a visibly paranoid female was pacing up and down the corridor, chemistry book in hand. "Uh huh.. you DO realise that comprees are a fortnight away don't you?," I said. She looked up at me, horrified."Thats the point, its JUST two weeks!!"

You see, compree time in BITS is weird. And i mean it, WEIRD. Its like some poisonous ghot-inducing gas leak  occurred on campus. People flock to the library, as though they screened free movie shows there. DC chat goes poof. Lecture strength increases (I don't attend lectures, this info is based on close sources). Facebook, gtalk and twitter are flooded with the cries of BITSians in agony and the only word that you can hear around you is av.

And on the last bit, trust me. Av floats like ether in the air around you. Conversations are reduced to: 

A: "Oye! what was the av for Physics last sem??"

B: "xyz."

A(irrespective of what xyz is): "pehle waala batch phodu tha be!!." (dives back into book with renewed vigor)

Back at Meera Bhawan, ANC orders increase exponentially. The nescafe stall wears a deserted look, and the few people who do sit there have books in their hands. So, putting it in a few words the entire atmosphere around you is one of extreme concentration...

And trust me, watching all this ghotting going around you..people talking about how many subjects they're done with while you're still trying to recall exactly where was it that you saw your text book the last time is scary...very scary. So, while the world around me was busy preparing, I was in a happy state of bliss, welcoming all the joblessness after the T1/T2/tut tests. I should have known better...

"Thats it!! I'm not studying any more." This was my roommate, as she slammed the book down on her table, and held her head in her hands, lest it should explode from the sudden charge of knowledge. "I'm going to sleep, I'm done for the night."

I looked up at her, and an inexplicable wave of self-pity rose in me.I had completed 4 chapters out of nine, it was 1 am and the compree was at 9 am, a mere 8 hours away. I sighed, and mentally pleaded,  "Dear God, please, please, please, let me complete my course by morning. I swear I'll go to Saraswati temple daily, and I'll always complete my course on time."

Post this white lie, I groaned and went back to ghotting. Needless to say, I did not complete my course on time, however the good thing is, that the topics I left did not carry too much weightage in the paper and I managed decently.

And the next semester, one day before the paper there I was, again, saying"Dear God....

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