Yumcet

EAMCET....EAMCET....EAMCET....
An exam for which i am not yet set,
it consists of questions one hundred and sixty,
eighty for maths, and forty-forty for physics and chemistry,
each question has options four,
youll be able to answer them iffff,
you are thorough with the subject to the core.

I now sit with a load of books..
each giving me empty looks.

confused i am where to start,
while mother feeds me juices and tart.

soon i begin to wonder, think and ponder........
what was i doing the last two years ?
why did i not give the subject my ears ?
my first year was fine,
my intermediate (10+2) books i did entwine,
and i passedtoo.....with a good percentage 92.
then came year number. 2,
which (i felt) was like a bout of flu ,
sick and tired of it i became,
and it left me weak and maim.

now i have nothing to do but get set,
and study for EAMCET................
so now i think i should end,
most of my time with my books i should spend.

So alwida, adieu, farewell;i hope i do well,
in EAMCET..........an exam for which i am not yet set.

Results Galore

I sit stiff as a rod
unable to sleep or nod,
staring at the computer screen
i am waiting for my result, i mean.

slow and unsteady the pages open
my hall ticket number into the box i pen
and press enter.........
and wait for that which could end my banter.

a bead of sweat i wipe from my face
and wait patiently and brace,
for the loading of the display
like water falling on clay.

and finally i see it alll crystal clear
and realise what i most fear.

as expected i have flunked
in the subject i had most bunked,
the rest i have passed but marginally
and this subject i failed by three marks only!!!!!

after an hour i recover
the score of my friends i discover,
they too have drowned like me,
in this pain i cannot even cry for mummy!!

i try to mask my face
and save my family the disgrace,
but the calls on the phone spill the beans
as my mother overhears as she cleans.

soon i am rounded
by the whole family, surrounded.
helpless i confess my guilt
and a fort of taunts upon me is built.

all rights and liberties
are denied to me and am grounded
even the social niceties are denied
and i am dumbfounded.

the next day offers respite
after a thoroughly retless night,
as i meet others.....
my friends, of the same feathers.

there is an unspoken grief
which keeps our talks brief,
while some are all too glad
and raving about their scores like mad.s

omeone suggests,"Apply for reevaluation"
while some say,"Prepare for supplementary examination"
while some dont even care
as they have passed fair and square.

all this amounts to one thing,
that i didnt work hard enuff,
this i realise as i take the sting
that this is really some stuff.

i nurse my wounded ego
saying that there is always next time,
and i shall have another go
at the subject i flunked, a great crime.

but till then i shalll strive
to make my dream come alive,
a dream to have a spotless degree
and it aint gonna come for free.