Pre-visa collection

I couldn't wait anymore, so I decided to ring the visa application center. My heart was pounding every second, seriously I haven't been more nervous than this. Not even receiving my exam results. The officer answered, fortunately I didn't stammer, I calmly requested her to check my status of my application.

I gave her the code number from that little receipt I tucked in my wallet. She repeated and asked if I have given her the correct one. I stopped breathing for a second and did a check. It's right! God, don't play a joke on me right this moment...

I felt like I could have a heart attack!

She returned moments later and said,"You can come and collect it, we have it with us." A sense of relief overcame me right after that sentence, I hang up. Without asking if the visa is approved. Yes, imagine I don't even want to know the news!! I'm so scared. With or without the visa, I'm retrieving back my little red book. And for now, I don't want to think about it. I can't, just can't. My feet turned cold. My fingers too. My body temperature seems to have decresed tremendously over that few minutes of phone conversation!

*Say some prayers for me...*