The aspect of life can change but what if we are not human any more? Will the perspective change too?

There is something about the scenery that I was holding with my eyes. My penetrated eyes were locked in the motion to catch the glimpse of the sky and my younger self was still calling my name.

But for what?

When I am lying to the ground struggling to find my whereabouts.

Does anyone know the perspective of the idea?
Why some perspectives cannot change even when you try too hard to forget them.

Maybe illusions are real too, and I am stuck in one of them.

"Will you wake up?' A tinted voice echoes in my mind.

And my heart started throbbing again.

Am I dreaming? What time it is? Why can't I open my eyes?

"wake up, now!" I heard the voice again but then again it was too faint maybe I had crossed oceans while dreaming.

Adrenaline rushed into me when a bucket of cold water was splashed onto me.

"Did you forget, you have an exam? Now hurry up, clean yourself, get dressed and try to do something useful rather than stuffing your head with nonsense books that you read.

Oh no! How can I forget?

I saw the clock tickling against my bed in the cupboard where it was doing nothing just jumping unconsciously.

It is of no use!

My mother does better work than this stupid alarm clock.

I woke up and threw that alarm clock away.
I have only half an hour to get ready and reach to the exam- centre.

I should have been confident and full of glory but I was reckless, in my delusion and absent-minded on what was going to occur.

Nevertheless, I carried my body somehow and took a quick shower. I changed my clothes to a plain shirt and a pair of denim. My hair was wet so they were loose resting on my shoulders.

I grabbed my backpack and ran in an attempt to save my life.

***

I was the last one to enter, because the moment I stepped in, the security guard closed the doors. So maybe for the very first time, I can say luck is with me.

When I entered the exam hall, thousands of eyes were on me and why not? I was the one who almost collapsed and tried very hard to find a place to be seated.

Thankfully, the invigilator was generous enough and helped me.

I have no idea how three hours went so fast.

This was the quickest three hours of my life and I being the clumsy and anxious one had no idea what to do apart from studying, writing and speculating for straight three hours.

Can you define the situation

The mess would be perfect!

The moment, I heard the alarming note, I sped up.

The summer, the winter, the autumn the spring some things are never going to change and I am going to be reckless in all of them.

The last bell rang and the breed sound in the computer asked me to submit so I followed the instructions and did as I was directed to do so.

Everyone went out there, I noticed their laughter, and the vision in their eyes that they were going to be in SiTech groups.

I didn't know, Mr. Abhimaan Kapoor was a really big deal almost like the next tech giant and celebrity.

I wonder, can he beat Elon Musk too?

What if he did one day?

What will you do then?

Will you forget what he did and insulted you in many ways?

Not! I don't give a damn whether he wins the Nobel Prize in technology or losses his mind in an attempt to discover something or invent something out of the blue.

When I went outside and was waiting for the driver to pick me up.

A black ranger abruptly stopped right ahead of me, making me almost scream in horror.

It was the moment when I thought of myself dead.

Just imagine what would be the news?

A young girl died after coming from the exam centre hall and for what?Due to the irresponsibility of the car driver or due to the timidness of the young girl?

Before I could catch my breath and understand what was occurring around me. A hand came out of the car and pulled me inside by grabbing my arm.

Ouch!

"Help! Help! Help!"

"This is kidnapping in the middle of a sunny day when all the flowers are blooming and the sky is at its epitome,"

"Stop that nonsense right now!"

Till now, I have realized whose voice I was listening to

Abhimaan Ka poor

Why out of people he have to be everywhere wherever I want to go?

Why?

"What are you doing here?"

"And who do you think yourself by treating me as you own me ? Why don't you let your penny-size brain that you are not as worthy as you think?"

"You should know that your opinions don't matter, and your parents and all of the other people believe I am very much worthy of everything I do. So, it's not me, It's you who should stuff in her good for nothing mind how to behave,"

Every vein on his body was bulging out in revenge. As he would explode in seconds and destroy the entire world?

But who gave him power? Who made me think he is superior to all

Maybe, he himself?

One day, I will smash his head. Oh, maybe not! But I will definitely fortify his pride with my own hands.

"Now listen young girl with too much in her mind and nothing in her heart,"

His eyes were boring into me, sarcasm was dripping from his tongue and most certainly I was just an object for him.

"Give me your paper, and tell me all the answers you have written!"

He can't be serious about this? My mouth hung open, and my eyes were into oblivion.

Did I hear right, or did my mind make something of my own

"Have you lost your mind?"

"No, I didn't! It's right there in the working conditions but your parents might have that's why they called me this morning and asked to follow up with you,"

What the hell?

What is wrong with Mom and Dad?

Do they always want to downgrade me in front of others?

But why do they have to choose this bastard?

"So what? So what they directed you to do something? that doesn't give you any right to do as you please. Now step side, I will go from on my own, I don't need any type of assistance from you!"

Just when I was about to leave Abhimaan's cell phone started ringing, and I could clearly who was calling him at that moment.

Any guesses?

Of course, it's my mother

Why is she calling to him?

I can see the annoyance in his eyes and disinterested posture.

Here comes the insult again.