Exam Eve
I wrote this poem on the eve of an exam. No prizes for guessing that I wasn't in the mood of reading on that day.
I have always wondered why we study subjects that we don't like. The idea seems to be of gaining a basic amount of knowledge in all fields. But then, do we really remember these not-so-liked subjects lateron? Beats me
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**Exam Eve *** R a m a n u j a m **
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Book in my hand
Thoughts in wonderland
in this state of quander
I begin to wonder
no time in life to play
is this the way?
constant goading by a knife
that people call the wonderful(?) life
no time to stand and...
to stand itself is a luxury I can't
Ah! the time is moving
exam hour is nearing
To hell with this stupid poem
gotto go back to the study mayhem
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******** R a m a n u j a m ******
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I have always wondered why we study subjects that we don't like. The idea seems to be of gaining a basic amount of knowledge in all fields. But then, do we really remember these not-so-liked subjects lateron? Beats me
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**Exam Eve *** R a m a n u j a m **
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Book in my hand
Thoughts in wonderland
in this state of quander
I begin to wonder
no time in life to play
is this the way?
constant goading by a knife
that people call the wonderful(?) life
no time to stand and...
to stand itself is a luxury I can't
Ah! the time is moving
exam hour is nearing
To hell with this stupid poem
gotto go back to the study mayhem
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******** R a m a n u j a m ******
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Labels: Poem
posted by Jammy at 7:12 PM
4 Comments:
he he. Exam eve. I can't believe u wrote this in exam eve. I guess Venky has given us a real studios image of you. :)
Govar, I wrote this b4 the Microeconomics exam in the first term. Studious? well, Venky has sure worked well in building my reputation;)
Ramanujam,
How come ur poem sounds like a T.Rajendar poem.. Just kidding yaar.. I really felt so. This is my first post in ur blog and will sneak in as time permits.
Sharath
Sharath, r u kidding, or do u feel so? I don't think u can do both.
Well, the thoughts in the poem are totally original with Agmark muththirai ;)
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