My last Midterm in Collage

Examinations are a great curse for everyone. They are one type of punishment of our educational system. They come like electric shocks to students even if well prepared. When they come, even the smartest of us forget all the hard work (information) at the day and night to finish what is supposed to be finished.

Everybody is afraid of them. All agree on one opinion, "O God ! help me pass just this once." This gives one some idea of the terror they strike into the hearts of the poor examinees like me.

I had to take the assessment examination. I had swotted for it and yet I had a lurking fear that I would not do well. A night before the examination. I felt worried to death. I could not get a wink of sleep- My heart was throbbing with fear. The grade isn't there yet but still waiting in fear due to the thought of getting a failing grade."O God, I hope the best."

At last the fatal day dawned. Samir asked all to enter the auditorium and all the candidates hurried in, each taking his seat. I tried to compose myself but all to no purpose. My heart went on palpitating. The examinees sat calm and quiet, waiting for the question paper that was to decide their fate. At last at the fixed time, the question papers were distributed , to discover the number of pages to be filled. The shock they were 30 blank pages that must be filled. There was a pin-drop silence in the hall due to the huge effort we should try and concertate to finish it.

I read the question paper carefully once and again. Answers to most of the questions were at my finger-ends. My fear decreased with the number of pages. My heart beat normally as the exam started to end.

At that time some students, who had no time to finish all the questions, began to whisper and look sideways amazed from the lack of time to fill 30 pages. The supervisor of the exam (Bilal) administered them a warning for their complains. 

I went on with my work. One by one, I managed to answer all the questions required. I think that I had done very well. I was full of hope. All my fears were gone.

When the time was over, I handed over my exam to the supervisor and came out of the hall. I met my friends and asked them how they had fared in the examination.

Whenever I think of the sleepless nights before the examination, I still tremble and shudder. The fear of the examination is still embedded in my heart. The anxiety that exams make me feel isn't going to disappear ever whether I did well or didn't.