2 " The Best is Yet to come"

"I always believe that the sky is the beginning of the limit"

–MC Hammer

A sweet smell of boringness and the glimmering of the sun, I made my way to the bathroom. Everything happened in the brisk of time. I couldn't imagine waking up in a different house with different people. Mostly waking up to a foreign atmosphere scared me.

Everything was surreal. I picked up my purple colored brush and brushed to remove that bad morning breath. During that time, all I could think about was the journey to this foreign land.

It was in the mid of December. Students were busily flipping through their book and rubbing their hand to keep themselves warm.

Everyone was engrossed in their own world of books. It was the last day for our annual examination. It was very cold yet it couldn't envelope the heat of stress brewing inside us. Exam is one thing I love and hate the most. It could help create a person yet can destroy them completely. It made me strong, geared up person yet it has always terrified me to death.

Everything went smoothly with time. With the completion of exam I felt like a free bird. No pressure and books around me, I felt liberated. Until it was end of January, everything became dense. Students rushing in out of internet café and calling their dear ones to inform about their result was one scenario marking that day. I was also too scared to see my result.

Denser the feeling of being scared, the slower everything works. Due to the internet traffic I was not able to see my result. At that span of time, I couldn't focus clearly. The thought of failing ate me mentally. I couldn't do anything. After waiting for a whole 2 hours I was able to see the fruit of the seed I have sown...