"I'm up, I'm up..." akhira shouts so that her mom could hear loud and clear, sitting on the bed akhira wonders how well is this first day of her next phase of life is gonna be having a gallon of mixed feelings she keeps the gallon of feelings aside got up and heads to the washroom, gets dressed and descended from her dorm wearing a simple salwar of red and white combination, hair braided all perfect she goes into the dinning room for her breakfast though she does not have an appetite yet still she decides to have something to keep up herself from passing out because of the uncontrollable anxiety...