Seasons

This is a different kind of season. It comes twice in a year. Most prominent of the differences with the normal kind of season is that, it is custom made for each individual. It varies accordingly, with their performances of earlier seasons. What I'm referring to is an Exam Season.

The present season is getting closer. Each time I vow to make it the last one. But then a 'season next' always happens.

Scene - a sample day in a season

A room you might consider calling ‘a dumping zone’, unless you spot three untidy souls in its depths. It was lighted even in that late hours. Three of them were trying hard not to get away from the task they were supposed to carry out before the night fall, to finish three modules from the scratch. They have just returned after watching the Emperor fall before his nemesis Rafael Nadal in the final of French Open making millions of followers disheartened which includes two of them. Other one being a Nadal fan was having every possible happiness in the world. The time was running out. But analyzing the match was of the highest priority for them.

Skinny faced boy started it. Others joined him soon after.

He will certainly take it next time.

Try something else for the time being, man. You have been saying this for last two years.

I’m sure, he was so close this time, just some dip in his confidence, otherwise he would have taken it.

No Chance!


This 'will' and 'won't' continued for a while and a silence came in the end like the one which comes after a war. It was broken by a question from one of them who was by then clumsily lying down in the bed with a book in his hand pretending to be studying
He had just this one doubt.
write ya skip

No one cared to answer the question. The look on his face suggested that he had come up with an answer after some introspection. Cursing the university and exams he finds himself a good place in the bed.

Again a silence prevailed there for a while, only some rattling sounds of a person who was in quest for his sleep.

What about the girl, mate?

Who?

Talks goes on like this, without any topic in particular. What needed is a reason and nothing could ever be more enticing than an Exam Season.

Comments

  1. Mr MJOctober 20, 2009 at 1:02 AM

    nice one... well.. like u said, for each his own style... but i can understand... studying 3 modules in a day... but, write ya skip?? well, its a not a question for me... i'd always write.. but i can understand the talk and the mood and emotion... keep posting..

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