From shaky hands to the merit list.

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The time was 6:00am, and the interview was scheduled for 7:30am. It was an interview for an admission into the university.

We were supposed to take an exam, but for some reason, the school decided to conduct an interview instead. I had no experience attending an interview, so I didn’t know what to do or how to even prepare, however, I tried my best to prepare well. But then, I realized that even preparing well doesn’t prevent you from having anxiety.

I had travelled to my uncle’s place the previous day to make sure I didn’t miss the interview. I woke up early to pray before I headed out.

I left home with so much confidence that I would ace the interview and answer all the questions without missing any, but I realized that the more I got closer to the interview venue, the more anxiety was taking over my body.

I suddenly developed a cold, and I was shaking. My hands were suddenly cold, and they started stiffening. Catarrh came from nowhere, and cough? “Oh, not today”, I said. But it actually was that day. “Maybe because it was still early, and the weather was a little chilly. It should get better when the sun comes out”, I thought.

I got to the location of the interview, and I was met with a long queue of students waiting to be interviewed. I got a seat, and waited to be called in, however, I waited for some of those students that had been interviewed and listened to their conversation with their friends on the questions they were asked.

Even though I had answers to the questions, the anxiety in me wouldn’t let me think straight. I was certain that if I was asked those questions, I would fumble real bad, so I tried to calm my nerves a bit.

I tried the breathing exercise, and I was better for a while until I was called in, then something happened. Madam Red popped out of fear. That was the height of everything that happened.

I wasn’t expecting it until two weeks later, and I had nothing to use at that point because I wasn’t prepared for this. I had heard of people having that feeling, but I never knew that it could influence my cycle too. I mean, how?

The more it was almost my turn, the more my heart beats faster, and the more madam red kept forcing her way through. It was about to be hell for me because I wouldn’t enter the interview room with a soaked skirt.

I excused myself to the ladies, washed up, did the breathing exercise for twenty seconds, smiled, stood up straight, and told myself, “You can do this, Monsuroh. They are humans. The worst thing that can happen is to get rejected, otherwise, you’ll be admitted. Calm your nerves, smile, answer the questions gracefully and walk with confidence unminding the condition of your body”.

These words plus the breathing exercise helped me calm my nerves, saved me from the looming negative effects of the anxiety and helped me ace the interview.

By the time the admission list was out, my name was on the merit list.

Anxiety, 0: Monsuroh, 100.

This is my entry to InLeo prompt for the month of January. You can find the details here

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