Winter sun, bone-chilling wind and a glass of Masala Chai. Sometimes waking up early in the morning. These are few things reminds me of my class 10th board exams.

There were no smartphones or the internet to distract us. I remember papa had packed the television as well, a different kind of sacrifice from his part.

It was less tiring for me than others. I was competing with myself. My parents only expected me to pass my exams.