Weird!

I passed my SS 2nd interns!
Mallya's Force India finished a F1 race!
Like they say..
Its a
medical
engineering miracle!!


Now I know the previous post is contradictory to this one, but i guess that creative writing just about nudged me pass the finish line :)

Not again!

The windows were unusually closed and the aeration in the hall was very low. Everyone were busy plotting methods in their minds on how to go about it. No one even did their usual i-dont-think-we-will-make-it smiles. The whole setting was too grim and ominous.
I slowly made my way to the right end of the room and took the empty seat in the second row. I waited as she moved a few paces and handed it over to me. Fingers crossed, i slowly moved my eyes up and down, scanning for something i knew or at least something that i have heard of.
Q1? nope
Q2? nope
and on it went till i had nothing more to read. I looked up to see how others reacted. They still had their heads bent over their sheets. So its just me.. hmmm (Sigh). And out of nowhere, Mr.Reaction slowly(!!) turned towards me (for i guess he believed he would find solace in my reactions) and held his lower lip cranked down, indicating he knew nothing as well. Mr.Representative and Mr.Sony (so u ll join in anything tats going on, huh?) did similar expressions. The in'vigi'lator issued her warning against practice of malpractice. Lost and desperate, i suddenly remembered I still had one last chance to get what i wanted. The one tiny little ray of hope i had! - Mr.128!!
Excited, I started to turn my head slowly towards him. Like those tamil movie slow motion scenes.. My pen slips out of hand and is on its way to bounce off the floor. I accidentally elbow the guy next to me who gives a muffled scream. I finish my turn and 128 comes into my view.
I stared into a pair of eyes. Closed ones. Ah! now theres my solacement! :)


P.S. SS 2nd interns was more like the 1st. It was more of a creative writing competition towards the end.