Assalamu’alaikum wrt wbt.
Life vs me. Life has won. Thoughts of letting my fingers dance stayed as mere thoughts and many things have diffused away. I’m not even sure where to start now. Things changed quite drastically this year and the path comes in spiral and zigzag. i’ve stayed dormant for 9 months from writing, and i’ve broken quite a number of promises to myself to start again, but today alhamdulillah i’ve let my fingers win. not quite, im unwell so i got some extra times to make something i usually dont have a chance to do so. like writing.
This year i’d say is quite an important year. another transition took place, but it was unexpected to be like it is now. Apart from the busyness of handling activities (ref :here), gaining experiences and what nots, i was supposed to start my university last August. My choices and enrollment process was quite epic. Ranging from studying abroad, staying local to gap year (but this one came quite later than the other two), from psychology, media and communication, law to theology, i’ve got my next destination backed up with plans with several letters. Currently, however, it’s my third month in Istanbul and i know people still celebrate monthsaries, today marks my third monthsary of leaving Brunei lol.
i was surprised as well that eventually i’d end up here. as a normal human being it’s normal to have that desire to step foot in here but never in my whole life have i imagined to come and stay here as a student. i have enrolled to UBD the other day and was actually quite determined to develop that best of me, but right after the 4th day of orientation one email turned everything 180 degrees. i was actually quite scared to take that chance but after consultations with everyone and the process went very smoothly, i was convinced that this is the path that i was meant to walk on.
and with of all struggles i’ve faced, indeed Allah is the best planner. i managed to slowly brush off some bad habits i was hardly able to kill back then,develop new ones and with the responsibilities that came along and people i met along the way, this struggle is one of the best things that happened to me. but i’d be lying if i said i never reach any weak point. i did have some breakdowns that left me feeling shattered, but i learnt to wipe my own tears, get over it and be as strong as i can.
The lesson i learnt? everything happens for many reasons. it is hard to embrace this new life, but if i were to stay in my comfort zone and looking back now, i cant trust that person to realise my dream.
Here’s an inspiration to keep moving and breaking the cycle