It was the second day of exams today, with two back to back papers I was little tensed. I was confident about the BS paper, confident that that my story telling skills (BC)will take me through. The real problem was the IMC paper, there are no slides to study it from and the red color book is so depressing I cant even imagine myself reading it.
The BS paper was little edgy, which made me think again. It was too risky to attempt the next paper without any preperation. With two hours to go for the paper I decided to give it a shot. Painfully I sifted through the pages, trying to grab whatever I could but of no use. Then with 30 minutes to go for the paper, I made farra. I made two of them covering few chapters.
In the examination hall, it seemed that the question paper was in french language. Thank god I had my farra with me, from there I got one answer which I shared with others also.
Farra is an weapon which needs skill. Previously also I had carried farra in exams but today was the first time I actualy could use it. It happened earlier that either my farra would not match the question paper or I wont get the chance.
Fancy this, last time I went to the loo with all the intentions of using my farra, out side the loo I find my dear friend gorango, He also needs help, I tell him gleefully "abe aaja farra dekhte hain" the moment I get inside the loo, I find a half bald man standing there with his pants down to the knees, the loo smelling of very strong perfume. The moon head takes his time to zip up, and with his zip my time is also up. I wonder if you know who the moonhead was.
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