My Last night dream

I remember, in my school days just a night before my Math’s exam I used to see a dream. The dream goes like this: I have my Math’s exam today and I wake up, I see the watch and its five minutes late. I come out of my bed hurriedly and run towards my toothbrush, am not finding it – In the whole scenario I did not find my mom to help me out and I am fighting with the situation alone – somehow the race against time is on. I manage to find out my toothbrush and take my shower. I manage to pack my bag for the exam, again I see the watch its time, time to begin the exam and I am still at home. I don’t want to fail in my Math’s paper, so I come out of my house and somehow manage to get an auto. Auto gets down and it starts killing my time, I start running and running and running. In the whole process of running I find that my distance is increasing and my school is going away from me. I push hard and increase my running speed and somehow reach to the school. At the gate of the school I find everything is silent except me. I run to my classroom and get the answer sheet and question paper, I know all the questions, I begin writing the paper – the flaw here is that every time I come late for my Math’s exam I am allowed to sit and teacher don’t throw me out of the examination hall – I have only 30 minutes to finish the paper and suddenly I find that there is no ink in my pen. I choose different pen, but there is no ink either. Time’s up, paper finished teacher snatches paper from me and I did not even answer a single question. I hear the warning bell of exam and it sounds like alarm of my table clock. Alarm rings and I wake up, things are absolutely fine I reach to the school on time, get my question paper on time, there is a sufficient ink in my pen, and I finish paper on time and pass with flying colors. But, I always used to see this same dream before my math’s exam.

Last night my dream was pretty similar, I found myself in college again as if I bunked the class for so long and returned back to my classroom. I saw a known face on the teacher’s seat, she knows me, and I also know her but my mind did not recall where I saw her. She welcomed me in her class, the same pressure was there, notes, class, and off course exam. Some fellow classmate asked me; “where have you been, exam is starting in few days? I asked myself where have I been, and how come I don’t know about this exam?  Did I lose my memory? What had happened to me? How come I am so careless to forget about the exam? I found some known faces reminding me that don’t worry; we are going to help you for your exam. I am stunned, I know everybody here, and I don’t know anybody here. Teacher is smiling at me. Classmates are looking at me. I come out of my class and start running, I run and run and run and by the time I reach the examination hall the paper is finished. I fail to write the exam again. I woke up and saw there is nobody to take my exam. I neither registered for a course nor is my exam scheduled. I tried to recall those faces but I feel I never saw those faces in my life. But, I found some good friends in my dream. They were really good.

This morning, in my cab, while going to office I found it was my “fear”. But don’t know fear of what?