Time Flies

How would I describe a usual day before an exam? I have all I need but I sleep, quite comfortably. That’s how I have become. And when I want to try the most, sometimes, things get totally locked for me. Like today, I had an old copy of Herbert Schildt’s Java 2- The Complete Reference which I had to return today, so I exchanged it for a newer looking copy. On a common exam day I come back home and sleep for about 7 hours flat. Today, when I woke up, I realized the copy I had got didn’t have specifically the chapters I needed. Hoorah!

I don’t believe in misfortune or any such theory that gives you a chance to give reasons to cover up your stupidity or carelessness or any kind of weakness that you are ashamed of. But sometimes when I am totally keen to fix things and be a better person in any possible way, things get locked up. Its just like what I do to people sometimes comes straight back to me in the same manner. Like I give people a fair chance to talk when I am in a battle with them, and when that chance is gone, I never (sometimes, I am trying to fix this already) make the chance feel like an open option again.

Its like God gives me a fair chance which I waste. And then when I want to fix things, and when I want to put all my efforts, I simply cant.

About three weeks ago, I had a reappear exam of mathematics. I had far thoughts of clearing maths this time, and I was working on it. In case of reappear exams there is nothing official or nicely displayed in our college, so all the information you get is from some student who is told by some teacher. Its all talk to talk. And guess what, one of my good acquaintances in my class forgets to tell me. So when I ask, “When is the exam?”, with full innocence, I am told that it “was two days ago”.

What do you do when you want to but you cant control things?
What happens in that instance?
What is wrong when what you are willing to separates from what lies in your hands?

I have no idea about any all time remedy about this but all I am doing right now is listening to Time Flies by Puddle of Mudd.

Time does fly and sometimes you have to just let it fly! ;)