Viva Time

Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction, however true it may appear to be. All characters described in this work are fictional. Any resemblance is due to paranoid schizophrenia which the author is suffering from and causes the author to suffer delusionary episodes and makes the work look like reality. So if u find it true, u can either attribute that to my sickness or consider yourself to be suffering from the same.

From the last post, u already know how good I am at studies. This comes exactly a week after that. This time it is about my viva. A small description on how we prepare for viva.

The first five roll numbers are either the luckiest or they are atoning for their sins committed by them.

First batch goes in and comes out. others surround them

“kya poocha ????“(what did they ask)

Roll no 1 : hamesh ki tarah mujhe bhej diya *smiles*(as usual they sent me out)

The other four tell us whatever they remember. The answers are searched for or asked to the toppers . Most of the times it works but u can be in for hard luck . A typical example

Me: kya poocha???

Guy: kahan se ho tum???tumhara AIEEE rank kya hai???bas, tu tension mat le...external bahut aacha hai.(where r u from??wat was ur AIEEE rank???don' t take tension ,external is a nice guy)

Me : *expecting where r u from and wat is ur AIEEE RANK*

external : what is stephen’s law???

So this particular viva, we asked the questions, prepared for those and went inside.

Much to our delight, the prof asked questions which i had never heard of .

He sends us away utterly disappointed and muttering about his wastage of time.

However this time the first batch went after us so when they go in,

Prof : i know u haven’t studied anything. Justify yourself.

1^st : I had fever sir.

Prof : *sarcastic tone*for ten days???

1^st: yes sir.

Prof : u?(turning towards the 2^nd one)

2^nd : I was preparing for DRDO .

3^rd: sir ,I was studying for army entrance.

The 4^th guy is unable to think of an excuse and his racking his brains when

Prof: u? Justify yourself ...

4^th: umm, *pauses* TATA STEEL sir.

Prof: *angry* tell me which unit u want me to ask questions from???

1^st:1^st unit

2^nd :2^nd unit

3^rd: 3^rd unit

4^th: 4^th unit

Prof : This is not kaun banega crorepati.....you guys are useless. There is no point in teaching you guys. Go away.

There is a glass plank which rests on the table separating the professor and the students. The students rest their hands while trying to get up applying too much pressure on it causing it to rise and miss the professor’s chin by inches.

Everyone starts laughing including the professor and the viva ends.