Well, lot of times I thought of writing but there never seemed to occur the right time. But during the 'most wrong' time, I felt it was the time. Tomorrow is my 300 dollar worth exam that could possibly change my life. And the emotions and anxiety that happens the day before are always the moments most remembered.
Talking of the day before, it applies to anything i guess. The day before your results, the day before your big match, the day before your presentations etc. The times when you are to be tested and you wait on like a goat waiting to be slaughtered. Thinking deep, there could be two experiences. One, you are all set, prepared and cant hold on till it gets over. The second set of you are all like me. Weeks of planning to the minute detail for sure shot success. And the day before you realize Bloody hell..!! Time flies..!!
Then starts the count down. You realize that you had never been so good at time management and optimization. Heart beats every second, coffee seems to be the most sought after lifeline, mom becomes your best solace in the bad demanding world. Well, my count down has just started. Awaiting for the suspense to unfold. Awaiting my moksha. Till then, maa salam habibi.
Talking of the day before, it applies to anything i guess. The day before your results, the day before your big match, the day before your presentations etc. The times when you are to be tested and you wait on like a goat waiting to be slaughtered. Thinking deep, there could be two experiences. One, you are all set, prepared and cant hold on till it gets over. The second set of you are all like me. Weeks of planning to the minute detail for sure shot success. And the day before you realize Bloody hell..!! Time flies..!!
Then starts the count down. You realize that you had never been so good at time management and optimization. Heart beats every second, coffee seems to be the most sought after lifeline, mom becomes your best solace in the bad demanding world. Well, my count down has just started. Awaiting for the suspense to unfold. Awaiting my moksha. Till then, maa salam habibi.
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