It's Not Finished Yet

Chapter 33

This is getting overwhelming.

Tears ran down from my cheeks as I clutched my hair in frustration. I closed my eyes in sigh and broke down into silent sobs.

What am I gonna do?
How am I gonna finish it?

Various thoughts were scattered all over my mind. After a good 5 mins mental breakdown, I looked up at myself in the mirror.

Messy Hair
Tired Eyes
Exhausted Brain
I was a mess.

In the morning, so many ideas were brainstorming in my head. I was getting so creative with the content but I didn't get the time to write at that particular moment. Later when I finally got free from household chores, ideas just... vanished.

I was blank and got stuck on such simple sentences I was smoothly thinking about in the morning.
This happened last time too.
So creative in the morning but brain dead at night. It doesn't matter if I wrote down the ideas popping up or not. Seems like the brain doesn't have a 'save for later' option.

I should get up more early.
I don't think I'm a night owl as I used to think before, 'working late at night'. My brain works in the morning better.

Lesson learnt.

But what am I gonna do now?
I don't have time left.
Just 24 hours.
That's all I have.
And I still have to cover 5 more articles. The word limit is bigger too this time.

Take a deep breath Hayat.
In order to think, you need to calm down first.
Yeah.
Let's not panic.

I counted till 50 with deep breaths while keeping the right hand on my heart and shifting all my focus to the heartbeat.
Listen to your heartbeat.
Feel the blood rushing in your veins.
Focus on your breath.
I didn't opened my eyes until my body was relaxed.

I have just one way out.
Take help from friends and inform about the given situation to Murat.
He must know.

Taking a sip of water, I texted down my friends if anyone was available and luckily one was there.
Lexi, my life saviour.
I instructed her the layout with topics and thankgod she easily grasped it up.

The next step was informing Murat. Or maybe I should just inform him tomorrow?
If Lexi did even 1-2 articles, I would easily be able to complete the goal by tomorrow night. But I should at least just ask him if I can get an extra day.

Better safe than sorry.

After leaving him a text, I laid down to sleep.
It was already past 1.
He must be asleep too.
The moment my head touched the pillow, it felt like someone gave me anesthesia.

I was knocked out.

.
.
.

'Here's the article.
I hope I did it right.
And I'm really sorry for not being able to help much.
Since morning I'm having high fever and cold.'
I saw a few texts from Lexi piled up in my WhatsApp as I opened it in the morning.

I examined the article and thank god! She has written the article so perfectly. Even though it was just one article, it felt like such a load was being removed from my shoulders. Hence I was motivated once again.

'It's alright.
Take rest.
You have already helped me so much by this, thankyou so much!'
I replied to her and opened Telegram to attend the next person in line.

'Oh.
It's okay, take help if you need, just take care of the format.
Yeah it's no problem if it takes another day.
Try not to cross it though.'
Murat replied to my previous texts easing my tension.