Everything around me is white. I can hear the hum of the air-conditioner in a corner of the room. Every surface I could see seems impeccably clean.
A thought pops up in my head- “Is this a ‘clean room’ or something?”
I quash it. Damn it, I reprimand myself, your future depends on this! Get your act together and concentrate!
I turn my attention to the computer screen in front of me. They say that if you stare in an abyss for too long, the abyss starts staring back at you.
The following words are imprinted on the screen:
“Are you sure you wish to continue? If you click Yes, then you will not be allowed to return to these 150 questions.
Half an hour still remains. Plenty of time for me to attempt those twelve bonus questions which are reserved for the exceptionally brilliant/exceptionally foolish individuals who attempt all the questions. Thirty minutes to go. Plenty of time for me to check all my answers and then move on to the bonus questions.
The problem, however, is that I have already checked all of my answers. Twice.
I curse my fate. Half an hour is too long! Fifteen minutes would have been just right. Long enough for me to attempt the questions, but short enough that I could boast to my friends about how it had been a close call.
Story of my life.
With a heavy sigh, I move the mouse and click on ‘Yes’
January 4, 2008 at 4:35 PM
nice! 342 scrambled is 432 isn't it? OK,really imbecile connection. I must be really cheeky, to compare my lowly score with that of a BITSAT topper.Seriously, but for the difference in scores the rest of your BITSAT story sounds the same.
January 4, 2008 at 4:36 PM
sounds the same as mine, that is...