A stressful morning is never how anyone wants to begin a Monday. The chill in the air and the thick blanket of fog hardly promised a pleasant start to the day. The weather seemed to work against everyone, and no one was willing to accept rides on Rapido or Uber. Each rejection added to the growing anxiety as time kept slipping away.

After a few failed attempts, luck finally showed up in an unexpected form. Two riders initially accepted the request, and soon after, we found an auto uncle nearby. When we asked him, he readily agreed without hesitation. The destination was quite far, and the journey took almost an hour. With every passing minute, the fear of being late grew stronger.

Just when I thought I wouldn’t make it at all, the auto uncle surprised me. He drove swiftly along the nearly empty roads, cutting through the fog with confidence. Even though I arrived three minutes late, I was still allowed to enter. That small moment felt like a blessing. I had prepared myself for the worst, and instead, relief washed over me.

After the exam, hunger took over completely. It clouded my thoughts and left me desperately searching for something filling and comforting. I wandered around, hoping to find something delicious, but luck didn’t seem as kind this time. Still, the search itself felt lighter now that the main worry was over.

The journey back was long and exhausting, filled with hours spent on the metro. The cold morning had slowly turned into a sunny afternoon, yet neither the chill nor the warmth brought much comfort. Fatigue settled in, reminding me how draining the day had been.

Yet, as the day came to an end, the stress slowly faded into calm. What began as a tense and uncertain morning concluded on a peaceful note. That is the beauty of unexpected moments, they arrive quietly and remind us that even the most stressful beginnings can lead to gentle endings.