As I said earlier, my dreams are weird. But sometimes my imagination is weird too. The story I imagined and going to write today is basically a remake of a story we read in lower grades. Many institutions include this kind of stories to promote moral values in children. And the later part was from a movie. I think you will understand that if you read the last part. But I am almost 78% sure this can make you laugh a bit.

The story came in my mind almost 3 years ago while I was giving exam to a coaching center. Generally I hate to memorise the stories and just take the concept. But that day, he totally took us by surprise. The topics that he gave us to write on wasn't from the one he told us to read. I mean, those were not out of syllabus as we actually had no syllabus in the Board exam but those are least suggested. He told us to write those with our own imagination because that was not a fixed story like 'Unity is strength'. In a word, those weren't the educative Eshop ones. They were simple like be 'The accidents I witnessed' or 'Helping a poor'. The one I got, I was told to make a story about the 'Consequence of cramming and buying exam papers before the examination'. I thought two stories. But i wouldn't dare to write to write the most interesting one because I love my life and I am not willing to get killed. Serious, I am not even married yet. I wanna live more😅.

But before starting the story I made, I am going to give a short description of the story where I got the idea from. It was about honest of a woodcutter. Though I believe most people know the story but still a writer's job is to make sure everyone know the background and can enjoy it to it's fullest.

The Actual Story

Once there lived a woodcutter who used to cut woods in a jungle. One day while cutting tree beside a deep river, the axe fell into the river. The river was full of crocodiles and the axe was his only means of earning. He started crying. A angle lived in the river. She heard his cry and come in front of him and asked why he was crying. He explained everything. The angel dived into the river and brought a golden asked and asked the woodcutter if it was his axe. The woodcutter said it wasn't his. The angel again dived and appeared before him with a silver axe and again asked if it was his. The woodcutter again said it wasn't his and told the angel that his axe was shabby and made of bronze. Next time the angel brought his axe and the woodcutter then said it was his. The angel was surprised of his honesty. He is poor still remain honest. The angel gave him all the axe and told him to sell the gold and silver one and use the money for his family.

I have no idea how this came to my head while I was thinking but just read what I made 😑. I am not going to write it in the academic style. I will try to keep the article small😅.

My Weirdo Imagination

Rafiq is a boy who doesn't study well. He passes his days idly and always hang out here and there. He always thinks before the exam day, somehow he will try to buy the question ( Question out is too much common here) and study then.

His exam was approaching but he was still careless. Before the exam day, he searched here and there. Posted in many groups but this time the authority seemed to be very strict and he couldn't find any. Then someone knocked him and told him that he could give him the question in return of handsome amount of money. He didn't think twice and bought the paper. He only studied those and seemed very confident.

Next day, after getting the question, his heart started jumped. There was not a word which was common to him. The question he got yesterday was fake and he was scammed. He didn't know what to do. He tried to ask others to help but all knew about this careless behaviour and nobody even helped him. He tried to copy from the boy sitting beside him and got noticed by the teacher. The teacher took his papers away and told him to get out of the class. He was very sad. He went to the washroom started crying.

A angel lived in the commode🥴. She heard his cry. She appeared before him and asked him what was wrong with him. He cried and told that the teacher took away his papers. He angel told Rafiq to wait, dived in the commode and came up with a paper. The paper was totally full. All the answers were there. The angel asked him if the paper was his. He replied that no, it's the paper of our 1st boy. The angel again dived and came up with another paper where 50% was answered. Then she asked him if it was his. He again said no. Finally she dived and came up with a empty paper. Rafiq recognised his paper. Full and fresh. Rafiq was very happy. Like the story we previously read, the angel gave Rafiq all the papers and told him to submit the one he likes. And then she disappeared.

The exam was already over by then. He took the best one and entered the room. All the students left by then. Teacher was counting the number of papers he collected. He saw Rafiq and asked what he was doing there. He would fail. Rafiq asked the examiner if he knew who he is. The examiner said he didn't know and he didn't care at all. No matter who he is or who his father is, the examiner doesn't care. Then Rafiq put the paper on the desk and mixed them with the others, turned them upside down and ran away. The examiner ran behind him asked his name and roll but Rafiq vanished.

So from this story, we come to know that, " Work smarter, not harder."🤣

This was the story I thought while thinking what to write. But I didn't write beacause I know I would be in hospital by the next week if I write this story.🤣 But the story seemed very funny to me.

May be you have already understood that the last part was taken from the movie '3 idiots'. By mixing all these ideas I created that one🤣. I never really said this to anyone except one person😅.

I don't know you will find it funny or not. But I tried to mix a bit of comedy there. I hope you would enjoy this story😅. Thanks for reading and stopping by. Leave a comment if I seem to lack anything. I will try to work on it.😅