Examination Blues

Mia is frustrated. It’s almost a month since he had applied for revaluation and personal seeing of the law paper he could not clear. His college has no idea when he is supposed to go to the University to see his paper personally. He called up to the University to find out when he is to go. The lady who picked the phone said they are not ready yet. He doesn’t know ready with what. Now, the final date for submitting the application for revaluation and personal seeing was long ago. And all that the University has got to do is to let the Colleges know when their students are supposed to come to the University for Personal Seeing. They just need to sit down and count the number of students who have applied for personal seeing and schedule it accordingly. Or the University can even schedule it, assigning two days for a College. There are only three law colleges under his University.

Mia’s is a sad story. He is a hardworking and an intelligent fellow. Usually hard work and intelligence do not always go together. Now, Mia is a rare combination of sheer grit and wit. But he flunked in his law paper last semester. He is so angry with the University for making him flunk in a paper he wrote well.

He’s not happy with the University for Two Reasons:

1. His eighth semester exams are scheduled for next week or so. Now, he has not applied for a retest. And if personal seeing and revaluation doesn’t happen, then the future of the paper he could not clear is not going to be particularly a happy one.
   He flunked in a paper he thought he would never flunk. He passed in a paper he thought he would never pass. [He wanted to apply for revaluation in both, just to show that either way it was not fair. Some how I could convince him not to]
2. Now, a comment from one of his teachers angered him the most. Half of Mia’s classmates could not clear the same paper. The poor teacher, in his desperate attempt to console those good students who failed, said: “You see, forty papers were valued by one and forty papers were valued by another. In the second forty most of them failed. In the first forty all of them passed. Bad luck for the second bunch.”

Mia finds it hard to understand. Many of his classmates, who are below average, cleared this paper. He has no problem with that. What saddens him is the fact that those who are so confident about what they wrote could not clear. And there’s nothing they can do about it openly because their future lies in the hands of the University. Mia is wondering if he has to go to the exam hall after consulting an astrologer.

Mia is a first class student. Mia has never failed in any law paper so far. But University doesn’t need to know all that crap, does it? Universities can do anything and get away with it, ya.