While everyone is seemingly at “war” with their examinations, I find myself staring in space for a brief moment, amazed at how time always seemed to have its way of passing us by.

We ought to take a pause at times, in the midst of our busy schedules, stop and marvel at how beautiful or ugly our world has been or has evolved into, depending on how hopeful or hopeless you feel. A huge part of these few months was spent living within the familiar walls that were unfamiliar some six months ago; talking to and experiencing conflicts with unfamiliar-faces-turned-good-friends and falling in and out of love with a girl — yes, all within the span of six months.

Outside this 20 year old student hostel, I spent more quality time with the family whenever I get the chance to. And more importantly, more time with God and His people. The part about living in school and mingling with people in non-academic context seemed to be eventful and sweet; the academic part, on the other hand, was often glazed with bitter syrup that come with a pungent scent — it means “I don’t quite like school”.

I’m leaving this familiar student hostel, with an undetermined future whether I will be back. With each day nearer to checking out, I’m increasingly thankful for all good things that have happened and equally thankful for the unpleasant ones as well. Like Job so aptly stated, “Shall we indeed accept good from God, and shall we not accept adversity?” (Job 2:10)