It was superficial.It was formality.It was partiality.It was worthless.It was outlandish.It was artificial.It was astonishing.It was comedy and parody both.It was seemingly natural.It was abortive.It was absurd.It was affrontory.It was out of compulsion.It was a persons attempt to prove himself superior.It was exchange of a few stares which conveyed someone knew nothing.It was highly unrewarding.It was supposingly decent but was humiliating.For others it was short but for me it was a lifetime compressed into ten minutes.It was supposedly a dialogue but fate made it amonologue.It was ambigoulsy usefull.It was amusement coupled with grief.It was nightmare come true.It was a bollywood movie without a protagonist but with a villian.It was justfully apocalyptical.It was a sailors struggle in a tempest.It was a gateway to nowhere.It was a rendezous with an apparition.It was hell materialised.It was renowned making of an identity for life.It was fixed cricket match.It was a unpaid telephone bill(this implies only to a certain strata of people :D).It was a to be unified in memories.It was self slaughtering.It was an ensured failure.It wasn't my moment.It was a pedagogical murder.

lemme give you a hint ....
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But it was a crowd of people terrified,horrified but waiting.It was huge gaints petrified.It was thin metal wires with death calling but still called LIVE.It was all black boxes but they revealed nothing to me.It was a few meters deciding my fate.It was AC DC but no music.It was the place I wasn't supposed to be.It was all power but gave me no energy.It was a Questionnaire with no answers.It was all connections but never completed a circuit in my mind.It was all fuses but never saved me from overlaoding.It was alienated planet.It was magnetism, but when it never attracted iron they said Diamagnetism.It was time with morale in my boots(now I realize y they were mandatory.).


N as now I am running out of words I ll tell you wat it was..It was my First Years Electrical lab and my Viva.


P.S. 1.All credits for this blog go to Batti Dep, IIT KGP.
2.The above was not at all a fiction.Any resemblence to any person living or dead is highly possible.
3.If theres a DC on me ..Maalu,Allu n now Rathee please save me.
4.Dad if you are reading this I am not the author.You remember I told you I cracked "IT".
5.Any queries regarding grades would bot be entertained.
6.Since its my first blog please do tell me that it was EXCELLENT, even GOOD will do.