I hate examinations.
I dread about the longest three hours I have to sit on a desk and write till my fingers burn.
I hate cramming up few nights before the exam.
I hate waking up in the morning feeling drowsy, empty, lousy and nervous because I can’t cram everything up. Every theory. Every page. Every lesson. Whatever I manage to memorize is just a huge blur.
I hate the choking pressure I feel to write well, to pass the test, to perform and to meet expectations. My expectations. My tutor’s expectations. My family’s expectations.
I hate the fact that there’s no way around.
And, I hate the fact that my students too go through the same dreadful experience.
And, I hate the fact that I see my own image in my students when they are in the exam hall.
And, I hate the fact that I can’t help.