I will submit my last due assignment tomorrow for the last course in this whole masters thing I took over. I didn’t feel a thing until now, but when I open the pages of my journals, I see how many people struggled to let me see a day like tomorrow and from how long.
I haven’t been a perfect student. Always hovered between average grades and never did cringe against. I think I never tried too hard for a better grade. Always lacked that passion within, a thirst to be competitive and zest to win some kind of a race. Not that I am trying to repent, however in a positive way, I think I became that student who remembers his past and vows never to repeat same mistakes again. Tests and assignments are meant to evaluate what a student knows and not what he doesn’t. I am trying to advocate my fallacies or in-capabilities lined with laziness over a period of time.
I honor all those friends and foes, teachers and passerby’s who inspired and helped me see this day. And above all that father who trusted his non performing son to invest his time, money and heart in.
To call it an End would not be very appropriate, as it has already begun to rain new challenges and devour new dreams and achievements. Just pray that I shan’t fall short of any of those.
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