Monday, 4 April 2011

Goodbye TS

The blogger in me was still unborn when I first undertook the rigorous time-trial of a mid-semester examination. Those were days when my Branch-change dreams were still in their infancy; when I saw everything through rose-tinted lenses. The new Central Library had just been opened (and wasn’t the hostile MGCL of today) and India was yet to win the T20 World Cup.

Today, I see tinges of grey even as I re-read my post, though I know that the rose-tinted lenses have just sauntered back on for their second-innings. TSs have always been a time when I’m at my element – at least on my blog (my Glory, Glory Ghissing days are a distant memory). I once made a promise and I've endeavoured to fulfil it over the past few years: Write a blog-post on the eve of every TS. 2011 hasn't exactly been the konfessions’ golden age, and I must be forgiven for last time.

But I won’t fail twice. The days prior to a TS are days when the mind is at its creative best. Make all Indians write TSs and I swear to you that we’ll be a superpower before Armageddon – 2012.

It feels strange and rather disturbing that there was once a time I could write seven exams in two days in relative comfort. Today, three in as many days feels like an ordeal. But it’s probably a lot when you think of the fact that we have only five contact hours in a week. Nevertheless, I must turn away from my blog so I can ensure that this TS is, indeed, my last.

Goodbye TS. I shall miss you.


  1. Tum kitne bade ghissu ho na?
    Aur haan, ye main keh raha hoon!

  2. That post-before-the-exams promise even I had taken, remember? 4th year has us playing CS or doing movie marathons on the eve of TSs though. Tch tch.

    Random did-you-know for the day: Every single present first-year I have spoken to on campus doesn't know what TS means. :|

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  4. Anunaya, If only I could still do justice to that tag!

    MVRM, R is getting weirder and lamer day after day da... That's what makes this whole getting-kicked-out process bittersweet. Otherwise it'd be plain bitter.

    Now I can look at you guys and go 'ha-ha' :)