Enzoy the drama

Life has been, exciting to say the least if not fun. For these major exams has shown me a lot of drama, suspense, tragedy, melodrama and action. (But no romance). I have just come out of an exam worth 50 marks which had only one question (Yes 50 / 100) and 2 hours to do it. Fortunately and unfortunately, I hadn't studied that topic so I invent a new ingenuous method of solving the problem based on logic sized smaller than bird brain(kabhi dekha hai kitna chota hota hai??). Now my marks will depend upon how hard my ingenuity hits the prof. Lets wait and Enzoy The Drama till then.

Okay. Now all you path-thar dill people, I warn that I'm about to tell you a long dukhbhari kahani which will make your stone-heart melt and even you might cry! So beware and get ready.

Honey and his friend Peru had opted for a course called Mata-Machchars. Funny name, I know, but compare them with the names of the people who're doing it! Honey and Peru bloody! Anyways. Let me tell you this. Peru was the studdest girl Honey had ever seen in terms of intellect and many other thingies and he was sure Peru would score really well in Mata-Machchars. It was time for Minor 1 exam. The paper was really easy but unfortunately, poor Peru had a bad headache on the day and came out with a 3/15. Nevertheless, there was still chance.

It was a peaceful evening when Honey was whiling away time on his PC when suddenly Peru buzzed him. That day was the deadline for submitting Assignment #2 for mata-machchars and Peru having made the full assignment had deleted it by mistake. She became panicky and each assignment was worth 6 marks. So Honey gave her the assignment he had made without thought so that Peru could change it a bit and submit it. Peru was a trustworthy person. Infact, Honey used to send all his assignments to Peru to submit them because he could not access the college-network from outside.

Minor 2 was not good. It was bad for both, Honey and Peru. Honey got 5/15 and Peru got 2/15. But still Honey was safe. He had got 15/15 in minor1. But Peru psyched out this time. She could not take it because she knew she hadn't been doing well in Mata-Machchars and was heading for a very bad grade. She had even got 0/10 in the quizzes. Now the only hope left was the major.

There was an unusual problem with Honey. He had two majors on the same day and that was too much to handle, so he talked to the Mata-machchar prof who agreed to take his exam just after the whole class finished with it. Honey was relaxed.

It was the day of the major. After giving the 1st major, Honey relaxed around so that he could give MataMachchar peacefully. But as he was about to start the paper, he got an SMS from Peru. It was amazing what the prof had done. Question #0 in the major paper was too much to be true. It said "Have you copied or made anyone copy any of the assignments ? If yes, confess in the paper otherwise we will run MOSS (software to detect plagiarism) on all your assignments. "

Now the drama starts. Peru confessed she had cheated an assignment from Honey 'without' his knowledge, stole it from his account and took it all upon herself. She immediately SMSed Honey after the paper ie just when his paper was about to begin. Honey marked that 'I have not cheated'. He gave the paper, it went well. But it got him thinking that was it correct to deny the truth an put it all onto her? This question haunted him for a long time.. Honey thought maybe he should confess too. Soon enough, the list of names of people who had been identified cheating had been put up on the prof's site and predictably, it had Honey's name in it. He was supposed to meet the prof for a small interview. But this made Peru all the more nervous for she did not want to harm Honey in any way. Though Honey had helped her, but then, he had lied too. But then he was too weak to go and admit that. On the other hand, Peru was worried that Honey might get angry at her as because of her his grade could go down and although she'd been an old friend to Honey, she had still not realized what was more important to Honey...Grades or people.

Interview time came and no one was as proficient as Honey in lying blatantly to the prof.
"Sir.. She told me yesterday that she took it without my permission. I have done nothing"
So the prof demanded to talk to Peru once so she went there and said it in person to the prof that Honey had done nothing and should not be punished and that she had stolen the assignment. It was panging Honey in an uncanny manner but then nothing could be done. Nothing could be done for Honey was a weak guy, weak enough to throw the whole blame on someone else who's ready to take it. Honey was not happy.

Now since Peru had confessed in the paper, no action was taken against her except that she got 0 / 30 in the assignments which were her only score-house and now, she was failing. The prof told her that he might consider not failing her (which he did) but the drama in Honey and Peru's was just that I sat and enjoyed taking it all as a part of the game. Because a game is not about winning and losing. That’s not a game, that’s a war. Cricket is not a game. Football is not a game. Where you win or lose, is not a game! A game is like kids making sand-castles on the beach with utmost determination and breaking them happily, with the same determination and enjoyment. And in the same way, I'm just enjoying the game.

What’s more surprising is this. The prof had not run MOSS on all the assignments but only on assignment #3 and Peru had copied only assignment #2. Then how is this possible?

What had happened once was that Honey had sent Ass3 to Peru to be submitted in the college network. And while submitting her own assignment #3 , she submitted Honey’s by mistake because the names of the file were the same. Though she re-submitted her own later. All this was known later to Honey and Peru after everything had been done. Isn’t this ironic !? And Enzoy the irony too!


Written Later:
Since, in the paper which I gave earlier, I had written mostly crap, the prof was very eager to talk to me. He stopped me in his room and said
"What have you done in the paper ? I saw your paper.. You're getting a 0 and you're failing this course. I'd have to be veyr lenient to pass you" and I was the last person on earth who could open his mouth now. I just sat, dumbstruck as he lectured about the balance between academics and fun and promised me a very bad grade in the course. I was happy to escape out of his room like hot pressurised gases and flow into the open and here I am writing a drama and enjoying the game. Enjoying the past-majors and taking fun from the twists and turns of a bumpy ride called life.


P.S.

Is marks ya grade ka koi kya karega ?
Yeh grade shrade to sab aata jata rehta hai.
Insignificance ke intehaah hai yeh,
aaj apun aisa openly kehta hai.