When we dont sit and count..often months and years pass by..but when we are waiting everyday feels like a month to go.
In July I took part in 2 competitions..one was writing anf tge other was a toy designing and the result of both of them are to be announced on 15th August…I m dying waiting for themmm..and still 15 days are left.
Like a child counts hours and minutes fot his birthday to come..so am I counting the time..that I still have to wait.Although the competitions are of national level…n this is my first experiance of taking part..still I am excited as if I m gonna win it.
A wait is quite a difficult task. Often people say that waiting has its own joy…but I would say the butterflies in the stomach …doesnt let me be at rest anytime.I feel like a doll standing on one leg…I might fall but the chances of surviving (although very very very less)are also there…(I guess)!!:)
I hope u all might also have had such experiances…where the wwait for something or someone ..made u like a restless pigeon!..Do share ur stories and opinion in the comment section..I will be really glad to see how others manage and pass this period!