Exam halls influence our papers to a great extent. I often used to feel comfortable in exam halls. But very recently I happened to experience the most horrible three hours in one. The uncomfortable seat, unhygienic surrounding and the low voltage made me strive to somehow finish my paper and escape.  

     The unhygienic surrounding and the mosquitoes were the major problems I had to encounter in the hall. Mosquitoes were flying here and there like vampires digging into our body and sucking up blood. Their buzzing sound and the itchiness they created on my body made my each and every cell want to scream out and jump upon them like warriors in a battle field. But I had no other options but to sit there and kill as many as possible. I could even now claim an award for killing the most number of mosquitoes all at once.  The stinking tanks kept open outside not only attracted mosquitoes but also flies. Everything created a very irritating impact on us that we somehow wanted to finish everything of and run away as soon as possible.  Moreover the tank was stinking. I felt as though I was going to faint. I had a great deal in recollecting the points I were to pen down in my paper.

     Another annoyance was the uncomfortable seats. One leg of my chair was loose and every time I moved, it created a squeaky sound that it not only distracted me but also the others. I was trying to move less. Then I noticed another girl sitting next to me whose chair seemed to be almost broken. She was resting her body on her arms placed on the table fearing that the chair might break if she tried to sit comfortably. The tables provided for each one of us were so small that we could only place our paper and a pen on it. They also joined the chairs to disturb us. The clattering and squeaky voices were the only thing which broke the dead silence in the hall.  

     Lack of enough fans and tube bulbs were another irritation I came across. And the existing ones were running on low voltage. I was sitting right under a fan. Its whirling sound and the dust which fell on my head were the only signs that told me that the fan was still working. Some of the windows were stuck and could not be opened. So the dim light was the only refuge we had for   reading our question papers. The faintly lit bulb next to me was at times blinking and it strained my eyes very much.

     The moment I got out of that hall, I took a deep breath. Finally I felt as though I had escaped from a dungeon. I was so happy feeling the cool air that I hardly worried about my paper which I couldn’t present the way I had prepared to.