This Friday, got up alive. Lungs took O2 in and CO2 out.
Small intestines were ready to make the whole day shit come out. Then suddenly
at 10:30 am, Atika tagged me in the feed, which said “BJMC VI semester exams
to begin from 2 May 2014. I went clueless. Then I closed my eyes, pretended
that I read nothing. I was dead for that while.Annihilation
The semester exams are the great gamble. Who will become
the topper, one never knows. “Unpredictable” is the best word to describe.
Papers are OK, but is the viva voce that I can’t stand.(l feel more stand less
than Mr. Manmohan Singh).this is one reason why I never praise my teachers to
the fullest or bring them gifts, as they have got no role to play in our viva. It depends
on the stranger, the outstation examiner. Last time one great legend landed, he
gave us so much land to think that we had the best viva ever. He praised us to
the heights for our photography projects. His admiration for Deepshikha had so
much intensity that the room floated with praise words for the next few months.
But all this was fluke. When results arrived, we were stunt (not the way
Ranvijay gets stunt). He gave every one such bad grades,(actually saying
numbers is so old school).everyone had same marks on the mark sheet in viva
voce. Worst projects got great grades and those received great praises from the
outstation examiner got the disaster. After this shock, we made limerick –
We are stunt
Oh lord the examiner’s blunt
Let the brutal winters hurt him
The results so grim.
Now let’s develop think skin.
Economists are really very correct when they say
resources should be distributed equitably not equally. Equal marks to unequal
students are real inequality in the democracy.
These all are the factors lat make my belief strong
that exams are worthless. They never show the true picture..if in these three
years I couldn’t make it to Pulitzers ,then what the use of taking irrelevant
exams just to get golden mark sheet.
These so called journalism schools are really
aimless and redundant. Shekhar Gupta is extremely correct when he says in his
recent essay mere paas space hai “Apologies
,Hafeez, surely you are not the only one ,just the most celebrated .Mumbai’s
aesthetically disastrous construction boom should establish beyond any doubt that
architecture is the least evolved profession in India .Ok second least evolved,
after journalism”. How correct he is.
Am I sounding funny? Should I be serious...How can I
be serious when country has got two serious people in Arnab Goswami and Rahul Gandhi?
If I try being serious, it will be serious mockery of the word serious,
seriously.
I am writing
all this really accidently, not planned. After the book by Sanjay Baru “The
Accidental Prime Minister”, Manmohan Singh would have said these few words “ Et
tu Baru,now Manmohan dies”
Whatever may be the repercussions, Baru made sure
life of media advisers will never be the same again. They will have to sign the
contract which will have these words “I will never ever write any book, neither
fictional nor accidental. I will die with writer’s block.”
Coming back to semester exams, I am glad it will get
over .the last semester. Semester reminds that university is the universe and
we are just part of it. Some students who treated regular course, as correspondence
and came to just sit for exams should know janta
maaf nahi karegi. At last I will have to stop, to look for what to study,
leaving the page with these lines (quite cliché will come out of comfort zone,
in next blog post)
We will leave after semester six,
University, remember course structure needs a fix.
So outdated, so moron
Get up, show up. Come on.
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