My neighbour started her engineering last year and my sis this year. When they study together, I often stumble against the terms. And then the memories come back. Then, engineering might not have seemed that interesting but now that I am through, it feels refreshing to go back to the old days and have a laugh.
My sis’s first semester is now over and their exams are going on. That day my neighbour came and was discussing the paper, it was OK, she said, so was my sis’s paper. OK was always an enigma, I suppose I used to say whenever I had no answers. I smiled.
“You know, many time I know the answer but still can’t write!" my neighbour said making a terrorised face. A Oh-I-know-what-you-mean smile appeared to my face.
“I know exactly what you mean”, I said. “It’s like Yes I know this answer, Yes, I know this answer, we keep repeating this to ourselves but our pen doesn't move, this used to happen with me always but once we start we get going. I think it happens out of excitement. But initially it’s like, Start, c’mon Megha start!”
The memory was so evident, like, as if I was just yesterday I gave the paper, perhaps the engineering days are carved on my mind. But I like it!