Skanda Bharti's POV
I enter the classroom to find it empty and awfully silent. As a student, never have I ever entered a classroom as silent as this one, but now things are different and I will have to get used to everything that has never happened before.
'Higher Mathematics.' The signboard read. I trace the words with the tips of my fingers. It tickles the tips. I feel a sensation everywhere in my body. It makes my heart swell in pride.
Finally, after almost a year of pain, humiliation, and endless suffering, I have at last done it. I am marking an identity as an independent woman. I will be leading a life that I can boast about in front of friends. I can talk about my job without feeling ashamed, whine about being too busy, not having enough time to even visit my family. I can celeb
