The most terrifying day, June 21, has passed. I did my best. The fear was futile. What I learned from that day is that no matter how terrified you are, in the end, you have to face it. And believe me, you will face it like a warrior. The following week was spent worrying about the result. Gradually, I settled into a happy, peaceful state of mind. Since then, I have been doing nothing, just as I had planned. Roaming from one book to another. Not in the mood to watch films. Scrolling through Instagram and laughing my heart out at funny reels. Walking as if the world is ending tomorrow. For the first time in so many years, I am not really anxious about the future. And it amazes me, for someone like me who gets low when things don't go according to the blueprint. While having a conversation with someone with whom I never think twice before saying or asking anything, I was asked a question about passion, and I had no answer. A few days have passed, and my mind is still stuck on that que...