It was my second but last attempt. And; I failed it, as expected. I failed because I was not able to manage time properly during the exams. I was well aware of my result but, still it hurts; it hurts a lot. Still there is a feeling of something broken in my chest, something shattered in to pieces. Still I can taste my tears as they fall into my throat. But this is life. Perhaps this is the only place so far where I have poured out my heart, while people around me including my loved ones think that I am unshaken at all & smiling as always. They don't know, how much it hurts when you try to behave normally when you actually are not. But still I have to rise & rove my worth. And I will. (InshaAllah).

Thanks to you too!