The auditorium was brought to life that day. Glowing yellow bulbs, thrilled voices, diverse perfumes fused into pleasant fragrance and sparkling outfits of the seated, infused breath into our enormous woody hall. The batch of 2019 was graduating and how! I had always dreamt of this evening, of draping that golden saree and of holding my degree. But never had I imagined this evening to be so distant from my dreams. Amidst the hustle, all of us lined up to go onto the stage but not everybody was awarded the opportunity of delivering a short speech in front of the entire University and all the esteemed guests and parents. Having been the head of the Literature committee and the author of various published works, the counsel approved of me as a worthy candidate. Unquestionably, standing in the queue to walk up to the stage, was making my heart race like Bolt and my limbs freeze like the Antarctica. It was the most important evening of my life and without a doubt, I knew what I had to speak about.