Though the days of wars with swords and arms 😤 are gone, life wars never go. Every person has his own insecurities, worries and challenges. He, whether willingly or unwillingly, must fight them off. He must get down and fight in the war, alone , against a hundred enemies in the battlefield called Life. Well, I am no different.
I am pretty sure grown ups have huge worries and loads but, since I am just sixteen, for me, my biggest and upcoming war is The Battle of Board Exams (January 2016- February 2017- so as to make it look more real). Phew . This is my humongous concern at the moment. My teachers say that this is the fist step of struggle. It is the first big break to prove myself. And My biggest face-off would be, of course, with Mathematics and Science. Dhuuum dhaam dhishooooM 👊. Because if I don’t beat these two up, they’d murder me. And as if this is not enough, there are people who eat my already blocked up head asking why I didn’t take up Advanced Maths 😩
No questions asked, I am a Humanities Student. I love to flair my creativity (the tad bit I have) and think and read. I love to imagine. Logic isn’t my cup of tea. I love to memorise when the Battle of Plassey took place, not the blood pressure the soldiers had at the time of the battle and the condition of their heart or the rate of flow of their blood and the systematic condition of their arteries and veins. Ahha, I know how to add, subtract, multiply and divide and a little bit of trigonometry. I know the functions of Stomata and the hormones secreted in our body. But it’s, as I see, not about what I know but what I don’t know and fight to learn it all. Which means, I have to gobble up everything I am provided this year and must vomit it all on the answer sheet in my finals. duh. 👄
So apart from these two shoulders of Dracula👿, I also have English, Elective, MIL (Modern Indian Languages) and Social Science in my closet. toughy toughy. Hmmm, let’s see what I can do about these. AThough the days of wars with swords and arms are gone, life wars never go. Every person has his own insecurities, worries and challenges. He, whether willingly or unwillingly, must fight them off. He must get down and fight in the war, alone , against a hundred enemies in the battlefield called Life. Well, I am no different.
As for me, MIL is one of those things which I have to fight off and I am too glad to do that. I took Hindi for MIL which, a lot think, was not a good decision. You see, MIL is the first language in our school and students usually take their mother language for MIL. And. My. Mother language. Is. Not. Hindi. I am a pure Assamese. And in my MIL class, everyone except me is of hindi descent. If not Hindi then Maithili which is close to Hindi. Sometimes, the thought makes me afraid. It’s like I am into something where everyone else is professing at and I am a dumb fool. But, what I have recently realized is fantastic. How could I be such a fool? (How would you know that?) Our hindi teacher is also an Assamese. And he is so very good at the language. My main aim behind taking up Hindi is that I don’t fantasize living in Assam after my graduation. I don’t know why, but I just do. And I want to work in the media world. And so, Hindi is a much must. A little bit of uuuggggghs and ooohhss and I can expect letter marks.💀👻
And now comes Elective. Our school provides a number of elective subjects as in Hindi, Assamese, Advanced Mathematics, Geography, Computer Science and Sanskrit. So when I decided to take up Hindi as my MIL last year and leave Assamese, the patriotic part in me refused to do that. So I changed my Elective from Computer science to Assamese. And I am glad I did that. As an Assamese, I feel brave in my Elective class. And I expect good marks there.
Social Science is one big sumo player. As the course is beyond huge. Our social science consists of History, Geography, Political Science and Economics. So, there. We’ve got three books for the subject.History and Geography are fair. But I must work on the maps. I love Pol Science as its the easiest I find. But economics is one big thing. But still not as terrifying as those two shoulders of Dracula.
English. Tough. Very tough. But the most enjoyable subject and my favourite. The books are small. One is as thin as my mobile phone. But thats not even half the course. Comprehension, composition, grammar, vocabulary etc etc. I visualize English as a big banyan tree which has a huge stem and zillions of branches. But its still the best. I had a knack for this subject since class II. My mother is also a teacher in English and maybe that had some influence in me. And I love to play with words. 🎆
Merlin’s beard! I wrote so much! 📚 ahhaa! That felt good. That was the best way I could explain my views on the battle. That’d be all for now.
Xoxo, oh yeah, your thoughts, blessings and tips are most welcomed.
– Miss. Flaky 💋