It is very difficult for an examinee to describe a scene in the examination hall. The scene in the hall can be described better either by the invigilators or the superintendent. The examinees have little time to stand and stare. If they look up the invigilator looks at them with suspicious eyes. Time is too precious for one to look right and left. Only one thing is in his mind and that is paper. When I entered the hall I was all nerves. My whole body was trembling and perspiring. I was face to face with fate in the form of question paper. Time moved very fast. The students took their seats. Some of them prayed and left waiting for the invigilators to deliver them the answer books. Some tried to make plans with their friends for copying. The superintendent stood up and read out the instructions. We were asked to search our pockets for any material which may be useful to us in the examination. I searched myself completely and found a letter in my rear pocket. My friend Asif had sent me best wishes for the examination. I deposited it with the invigilator. Then I had nothing on me. After some time the question papers were distributed among the students. Everyone was feeling nervous. I read the question paper and found some questions which were revised by me a day before. I prayed to God and started writing the answers because the paper was simple. Suddenly there was a noise outside. One of the candidates had thrown the questions outside and his friend had run away with them. The invigilator made the boy stand up and carried out complete search. The boy took out a parchi and swallowed it. The piece of paper stuck in his throat and he started gasping for breath. The water man offered him a glass of water and he gulped every thing down. Some parchis were found pasted on the sole of his shoes. The superintendent issued him a second answer book and his first answer book was taken away. Again there was some noise outside. The flying squad had come. Some candidates threw the objectionable papers away from their seats. The flying squad carried out a thorough checking and caught four students using unfair means. Those candidates were weeping and crying and pleading for mercy. I heaved a sigh of self when the paper was over. I did not know when three hours had passed. The invigilator ordered us to stop writing. I had just finished the last question. I thanked God that it was all over.