So, it all began with a Facebook post. A page admin, just announced a scholarship for college girls to participate in a training program in the US. So my sister told me about this. I asked my parents, whethater shI could I  participate, and they said yes. Their first requirement, was to write an essay, and to answer their questions, and then to send themse to their office. I was so pumped up for this, because it was my dream to study in the US. TAlthough the scholarship was for just for  2 weeks but,  I was ready to go there. I was waiting for the names of the shortlisted candidates. As t The result was supposed to be announced after 2 months of submission of the documents.  On a fbeautiful suneny Friday, when my father was out of town, he received a call from their office and they told him, that yourhis daughter hasd been shortlisted for this program, and wthey had sent youhim details faborut the interview in youran email. When he came back at night, I was studying in my room.  hHe called me, and saitold me that today Ihe had taken a call for youme, youand that I hard been shortlisted for the program. And  I replied to him, that I just had checked my emails tohat day, during the morning, but there wasere none about this. He told me to check again. And when I saw thate email, thatI was an elusiove situatirjonyed.   The email included the time, and venue for the interview, and a few topics to prepare for a group discussion. I was so much  happy, thandt it took a while for me to digest thise news. I received the email on Saturday in lLarkana, and I had the interview aton Monday, in Karachi. So I only had one day to goet there. So on , the next day I went to Karachi. And on Monday, I arrived achedt their office for the interview. When I stweppednt in side, there were so many of  girls and boys over there for different programs, in which they were all participating. But,  Aas the program which I selected, was only for girls so, there was a section for the girls like me, who participated in that particular training program. A woman came to us, who was hosting the program, came to us, guided us abthroutgh the interview, and said that we awere not going ftor do a group discussion, but only an interview.  iThese were held tohat day ,and she furalso therold usaid, that youwe would be called, one by one for interview. I was a little bit nervous,  but supvery excited. Then after a while, my named was called for inuterview. I went therein, with a glow in my eyes, and a wide smile on my face. WithI was full of confidence, when I gave my interview. And I was pretty much upbeat ed faborut the result afterwards.  So, one day, when I wcas me back from college, I saw a letter on my table. And there was my name on thate letter. I wopented ithrough, iand at. Tthat moment, I just  found out, that I quhalifid passed thate interview, and agthaint I whasd been shortlisted for the elitist test.