Odds and Ends

First things first. Sincerest apologies for the poorly edited previous post. I was really short on time and high on thought-concentration. Badly needed to vent it out. Please don't judge my command over English from that one. Ok. Cut to the new post.

Sigh. They're only a week away. Blasted End Sem Tests. However, since I'm not able to restrain myself from blogging "just a li'l bit" I've decided to get into the exam mood with a compendium of Exam-SMSes. Here goes...

My days are passing sleepily, nights are passing sleepless.... I asked God.. Is this love? God said : No you fool. Your exams are approaching!

It has been said : "Fools can ask more questions than wise men can answer." Small wonder then, that we are speechless during vivas...

(One that I particularly hate, but people insist on my reading it, so here it is...)
Ye Mumbai ka Engineering hai bhidu,
40 miley toh TALI bhidu
KT miley toh GAALI bhidu(KT KT KT chal hat)
Hua all clear toh boley jhakaas
Defaulter hua toh SATYANAASH
Pass hua toh THAAT hai
Fail hua toh VAAT hai
Yeh Mumbai ka Engineering hai bhidu!

Hazaaron khwahishein aisi
Saikdon khwab tutein
hazaaraon sapney bane
Ki kal se pakka padhai start karenge!

Height of honesty...
Banta takes a chit to exam hall,
Takes it out,
Reads and memorises it,
Puts it back in his pocket,
And writes without seeing...

And my favourite...
Latest Limited Offer
Take chit to Exam Hall
Show it to the nearest Invigilator
Win a free trip to Principal's Office
ENJOY one full year's holiday at home without college and exams!!!

Well that's all I can put together right now. Be glad if you can add to this list.

In the meantime, my favourite English teacher and her husband won an all expense paid trip to Singapore with a winning essay that can be read here. http://www.your-singapore-experience.sg/sgpc/contest.www/winners.Gallery/text2.aspxI'm sure aunty wouldn't mind my having posted it here. Do read it. Great job of an essay by Amit Uncle.

Okay. I have to be off now. One minute more spent online and Mom will melt from the heat of her own anger.

Signing off
El Buscador