This incidence happened when we were preparing for our MBA entrances. Half of our class was here and our percentage appearance in these classes was better than in our BE classes. Although people said it was because we Mechanical herds of TCE found better pasture here, than in BE classes I never believed them.
This happened in one of our CAT preparation exams. Amol sat there with a grim face even before the question paper was handed over to him. Not because he suspected the Allen might score more then him in Maths this time, his expressions were saddened by the looks of his solitary writing device. His pencil. It was not sharp enough to make dark enough images on that sheet of paper, which they strangely called "Answer Sheet". Believe me it brought out more questions than answers.
But so we all wrote our exams. Vichu and I hoped against hopes that this time our "All B's or All C's" strategy will work. Amol came out of the exam hall, grabbing his leather bag in one hand and Pencil in the other hand, with a look which reminded us of Tom Cruise after final court room hearing in "A Few Good Men" (Ok I am making it up... I didnot see the movie untill recently.. But what the heck its my Blog).
During our "Post Disaster Analysis" Amol mentioned "yaar, how selfish people can get!! Before the exam I realized that my pencil isn't sharp enough and I didnot have my sharpner with me. So I called the girl in front of me... Pamela.. Pamela.. a few times. But guess what, she didnot turn. Speak about arrogance!!"
We were about six of us. Allen, Vikram, Sunil, Jacob, Vichu and self. All of us looked at each other for a few agonizingly silent seconds... And then bursted in to laughter.
I think it was Jacob who finally controlled himself and brought the truth in front of the flabbergasted Amol.
"Pamela was the name given to that female by some group for some obvious reasons, and her real name was......!!!" The look on his face was that of shock and awe. All Specko was really thankful was "Luckily she didnot hear me !!"
