25th jan 10, Ethically Screwed

So, the day came, the day of exam. The day began little unusually, I woke up by the loud reprimands of my flat - mates. As usual our cook Deepak the Casanova, was the being scolded but for the first time he was under attack from all the members living here, why ? Well, it was his unique style of making an om let. He cracked all the eggs in a pan and was making om lets the way dosas are made!!!!

I reached college, full of confidence ..come what may I will fill the sheets at least. The question paper was amusing to say the least. Barring one question, I knew the answers of all them but the problem was, for every question the answer I knew was the same. So I wrote different versions of the same answers in all the questions. I took an extra sheet as well, I was happy that I took an extra sheet and I thought I had consumed lots of time as well.

I looked at my watch and the time it showed was 11:30, only half the time had passed. So I filled one more page, hoping that someone else will leave the hall before I do, its quite embarrassing to leave the hall so early, everyone comes to know right from the students to the watchmen on the gate that this guy screwed his paper.
I waited till 1145, with no sign of anyone giving up the paper, I finally did the honours.

It was a lone journey from the fourth floor to the college gate, the watchman told me I was the first one to come out but luckily for me the second and the third ones were already calling my name from behind.