The Entrance Exam Saga

My alarm goes off, and I wake up to see a red circle on today's date. I have an entrance exam to go to. But strangely, that red circle doesnt hold a special place after all, because it only shares its place with all the other red circles that riddle the calender. I just stiffle that grin on my face aroused by all the irony that surrounds me... after all, I have an entrance exam to go to.

So there I am spank - 30 minutes before the scheduled start of the entrance exam (as all the entrances expect), all ready, with two ball-point pens-blue and black, and a HB pencil(in case the freaks behind the examining board change the 'RULES AND REGULATIONS' in the last minute), jutting out of my pocket. Not surprisingly, there's alredy a huge crowd gathered at the centre peering at the notice board to find out the room in which they'll be spending the next three hours or so shading the ovals that fit into a matrix in a sort of hypnotizing way. BTW, this only reminds me of those drawing classes I had been to when I was small. "Remember," they used to tell us, "never shade outside the outline.". Now all those hours with that pimple-cheeked, bespectacled lady, seemed to be paying off... but wait... I only learned how to shade the ovals... not which ones to shade!!! The horror of it all.

I come out of the exam hall, not all that confident about my performance, and thats when I see that geek fom the coaching class walking out like as if somebody told him that his place in that 'dream college' was his in all his right. Then you get home only to meet eager faces (your parents') whose hopes you dont want to shatter, so you find yourself saying "Ha, just watch all the colleges falling all over themselves to take me in."! Then the whole thing starts over again when I get up to find another red circle on today's date...