Who will cry when you die -Robin Sharma

I remember I had a strange gut feeling after I took my physics test, not because I din't do good but rather why couldn't I do any better than before. As my eyes went damp and numb, I knew I was questioning my potential way more than a normal day.

I needed time and space, but these two factors in a fixed environment such as a school is nearly impossible to find. As I walked past the corridor and realized we had a LIBRARY!

I tried to fix up my unkempt hair, and went inside, sat at the corner of the table, as I looked around; my eyes glanced on this book, since then I've never known the end.