" Cram and Mug
on the bed, in the rug
make your brain a jug
why need a drug??
even after a good hard slug!!!
"failed"-no need to shrug
put on your ear plug
and
Cram and mug"
on the bed, in the rug
make your brain a jug
why need a drug??
even after a good hard slug!!!
"failed"-no need to shrug
put on your ear plug
and
Cram and mug"
Hey this poem composed using some rhyming words in 5 minutes looks so kiddish, but has some deep hidden meaning, which the hidden philosopher in me is trying to decipher. This is a futile effort of an unsuccessful candidate who failed to understand the way you need to counter a semester exam conducted in India's one of the most exalted institutions.
I had a dream, a dream of a perfect institution, something different from others.Where you are evaluated by your brain and intellect. The dream came crashing when i realized that what the system evaluates is just the Cache memory in your brain, and the efficiency of it to keep data in the memory for a period of one day before the exams and format it for use in the next exam. Whenever this fruitful realization compels me to refresh my cache memory and increase my random access memory(RAM), i realized that all i have is a ROM{read only memory}, and hard copies aren't allowed in the exam.
Please forgive me for writing this shit in a typical IITian slang language, it may take some time and a computer dictionary for a non technocrat to load the data in his database.
I am trying to exterminate the frustration, frustration caused by the whole system. When everything goes wrong with me, it may point me to a conclusion that there must be something gravely wrong with myself. I am not perfect. No one is, as a matter of fact. My only fault is that i hate mugging which screws me bad and ugly every time. Why can't we have some innovative approaches. Something different, maybe even i don't have a clue about it. But the system needs a serious change. Muggers have never changed the world;Every discovery, every invention, every breakthrough was initiated by someone who thought out of the box.I know that this blog is just another brick in the wall. A wall which is painted black, where my pencil can't make a mark. I know its tough, and will have to cope up with the system the way it is. Else it may cost me more than my pockets can afford.
Break the rules, screw the old profs, slaughter Arjun Singh and co.- these are maybe some things i'd like to do if i wase "invisible".
Hey i am "invincible".
