An enriching experience

I hadn't realized the glories of life until i fully grasped to all possible fathomable limits the extent of curiosity and bliss that is received through the wondrous journey through the the Language lane.
I'd like to share an experience that seemed to have a profound impact on every living being or the supernatural who could yet perceive the wrath of our Biology teacher.
There was nothing eerie about the class as i seemed to sense , I thought that the spirits like vagabonds wandered away to destinations unknown and unknowable after mere mention of the instance of our biology paper.
Everyone had a look of absolute grief , very similar to a scholar's face after realizing that his own ideas were being disseminated through lower channels . I thought i spotted anxiousness in many i couldn't be sure i myself was endeavoring to hold on to the last limits of my conscience.
I could sense that everybody had mixed feelings joy , or was it just an outward show , Sorrow , common to the elemental nature of every day involved in distribution of paper , happiness , over reasons unknown and lastly solitude.
The last is not applicable for all but a few who are often isolated and devoid of these unforgiving emotions . I would rather wish more to be like them but my narrow temper serves as a vent for all the bottled up emotions.
Anyway coming back , i can not name anyone who still had a steady heartbeat at this juncture.
The first paper and , then the delicate silence was raptured into thousand pieces of broken red shards. number after number , 32 , 45,21,52,61!!,43,44,32 ................. With every consecutive number the sad faces of the students drooped , drooped beyond limits that their body would allow them to droop. Some went into depression and many more seemed to be detached from all the ill happenings.
After Every successive paper was handed over to its rightful owner my breathed was crushed under its own will. It seemed to linger independent of all my requirements.
No sooner had all the papers had been given than the seemingly impractical and most unjustified method of torture set in. No one seemed to mind they were accustomed to the teacher.
Everyone were growing impatient and all this was silently being Mocked at by our "Saintly" teachers.
I can go on no further because every rational thought seemed to have deserted my mind as i received my paper . 54 , not a bad score i presumed but my conscience kept luring me to the darker thoughts , depressions , anguish and aghast.
My arch rival got the highest , all though it is evident who it is i shall not go into details on the adversary as it is seemingly against my ethos.
The period seemed to stretch through all bounds of time , all barriers , extending infinitely into vast oblivion where everything was left unanswered , darkness.
I could no longer stand the glaring velvet wall coverings and the soft , sun brown floor whose strips seemed to scoff at us . The faint smell whose description that u can't lay hands upon. and then the papers bathed with blood red ink , or was it really blood.
Everyone seemed to leave one by one . I was still there I couldn't set my mind to leave i couldn't set it to stay . I was torn with the conflict between rational system and the mind.
As i finally stepped out into sunlight the sunny seemed to fill me with new vitality . The sun was revering my efforts to still have my mind intact.
As i looked back at school random visions seemed to whiz past me at incomparable speeds . I would never look at Biology the same way