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Arunava Bhattacharya, Class X C (2019 – 20)<\/strong><\/p>\n This is the story of a History Exam, termed as the ‘Third World War’ and the ‘Second Cold War.’<\/strong><\/em> It was a hot and humid Friday Number of chapters? Only six The Civics part seemed less, overall, Seeing that, different pupils had ‘Where do we go? Which part should we study? These were our thoughts, as we The entire summer vacation? Ha! The last day before the exam came, Studying the whole afternoon, the whole evening, The scene I encountered in our class next day Finally the eight o’clock bell rang; it was The total time allotted for the exam The Civics part came first; the marks When I happily finished the Civics part, And that time had taken to its wings Writing at the speed of 100 words a minute Never did I look up from my copy The end of the exam was drawing closer The post-exam mood was a confusion Most of the people had finished the paper The general conception about the paper was A friend of mine had sacrificed Mixed emotions flew, but there *Buenas noches is a Spanish phrase which means Goodnight.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Arunava Bhattacharya, Class X C (2019 – 20) This is the story of a History Exam, termed as the ‘Third World War’ and the ‘Second Cold War.’ Please pay solemn respect to the martyrs. It was a hot and humid Friday But for that, we weren’t sweating, Tensed, sweaty faces were all around Because the … Continue reading The History Exam<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-537","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-english"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/537","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=537"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/537\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":601,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/537\/revisions\/601"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=537"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=537"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=537"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nPlease pay solemn respect to the martyrs.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n
\nBut for that, we weren’t sweating,
\nTensed, sweaty faces were all around
\nBecause the History exam was waiting.<\/p>\n
\nFour from History, two from Civics.
\nMarks of the exam? Fifty, no more
\nHow to mug it all up? No one was sure.<\/p>\n
\nOnly two chapters were there,
\nBut in reality, it was way more than
\nThe four chapters of History elsewhere.<\/p>\n
\nTaken various approaches,
\nHowever, in the end they were left helpless
\nCrying, ‘Buenas noches!*<\/p>\n
\nThe syllabus seems so immensely vast!
\nDo we first learn the Composition of Parliament?
\nOr how the Allies won World War II at last?’<\/p>\n
\nTried to thoroughly grease our minds,
\nSo that they work faster, and we
\nCould somehow memorise the lines.<\/p>\n
\nWe were procrastinating then!
\nOnly when school reopened, were we
\nForced to study again;<\/p>\n
\nIt was the eleventh hour,
\nAnd we were mugging up furiously
\nThe tale was turning more sour;<\/p>\n
\nAnd then, even the whole night,
\nWe had mugged up all that we could manage
\nBy the time there was day’s light.<\/p>\n
\nWas one, extremely tense,
\nPeople were running, asking questions, reassuring,
\nThe nervous excitement was immense!<\/p>\n
\nThe time, when an exam starts,
\nThe questions were coming towards us like
\nPointed, extremely sharp darts.<\/p>\n
\nWas an hour and twenty minutes, exact,
\nWithin that time, we had to write all we could
\nBe it fiction, or proper fact.<\/p>\n
\nIt carried, were twenty full,
\nI felt I could get all twenty there
\nSo up my sleeves I pulled.<\/p>\n
\nI suddenly heard a bell ringing;
\nI then realised that I still had
\nThirty marks left for answering,<\/p>\n
\nAnd flown steadily by;
\nForty minutes had passed, so I
\nSped up, and gave it my best try;<\/p>\n
\nI littered the pages with herds of words,
\nLater which I found just capable
\nOf being checked, though it was blurred.<\/p>\n
\nNot even for one second;
\nTo complete the exam, I felt, I had
\nNot a single moment to lend.<\/p>\n
\nThe finishing line was in sight;
\nA few moments or so after I finished writing
\nThe final bell rang with all its might.<\/p>\n
\nOf all the possible emotions;
\nSome were happy, some were sad,
\nSome felt good, some felt bad.<\/p>\n
\nBut many others, had not;
\nThey ran out of time, but to finish the paper
\nValiantly they had fought.<\/p>\n
\nThat it was lengthy, but easy;
\nBut the paper had been enough to make
\nNearly everyone go dizzy.<\/p>\n
\nHis entire sleep the night before,
\nSo dizzy and tired was he, that in
\nClass he began to peacefully snore!<\/p>\n
\nWas one emotion no one could cover,
\nWe were all heaving sighs of relief, that
\nAt last, the History Exam was over.<\/p>\n