A Dream

                               He was dreaming.A dream so fascinating that he didnt want it to end.Deep down he knew it will end soon.Off and on he wake up and find himself staring hard at the reality.But he was too afraid to face it.He chose to hide inside that dream world,though he knew itz not gonna protet him from the inevitable.
                              He was afraid to wake up.He just wanted to sleep dayin and dayout and get back to his world of virtual happiness. When he couldnt, he got anxious, so anxious that he skipped his routines. With time, he got scared of every thing and confined  himself to his room. Every day the pressure, fear,anxiousness, guilt haunted him mounted.
                             And oneday, he felt happy. He couldnt figure out what troubled him all these days.Nothing bothered him anymore.He felt so wildly light hearted that he started laughing loudly,never did that laughter stop-not till that final breath of him

An exam day :@ :@ :@

All students,obviosly excpt the prodigies who nevr opnd their books atleast once,goes thru their buk just b4 the exams. Though i nvr had the honour to do it,i hav been told that one cud covr the entire txt during dat final run.
    anyway,i enterd the examhall after watching couple f my frnz performng this sacred ritual.i sat n d front row - a lifetime penance, since my name starts wid the first 2 lettrs f alphabet.. :@
    cursng ma parentz silently for not blesng me with a name dat start with "Z", i
recieved the qn papr frm the examnr  with courtesy. once i went thru the qustn papr,i felt so relaxd, bcoz i knew i neednt strain evn a single muscle f mine for the nxt coupl or more hourz..;)
    aftr writng stufz dat i knw well,like ma name,rollno etc,i spent some time closely obsrvng my counter parts.some where busy writng while others were obsrvng others,just like i did,perhaps evn more closely.
    Though i felt slighted,the fact that i am sitting with a class full of  "engineers-in-making", i felt proud of myslf.While i was slowly returng frm apogee of selfrespct, i saw the examiner movng towards me with her hand ful of twines.Ente manasil oru ladu potti....;) but i gave her a sad look (as if i had just got diagnosed for HIV), but my mind  kept screaming to me- "thatz it  dickhead..here comes ur ticket outta dis sh#t hole.."  and a coupl f tears rolled down my cheeck in gratitude to ma parnts for givng me such a chweet name which made me eligbl for that golden tckt bfore anybody  in there..