My first day with you
I got lost in view.
Don’t know where to go,
Don’t know whom to ask;
But as the day passed
My gears learned to adjust.
Everyday I was bewildered
Of the culture you offered;
That sometimes I often wondered –
What would it be like over there
With my classmates so dear.
You have given me the opportunity
To walk the halls of this university
Yet my dream I don’t seem to see.
What I was to take is not what I want
But this is the chance that you grant,
So I took it though my hopes are blunt.
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months.
Friends I made in my fingers you can count
Until a poster in the corridor I found.
I was hesitant but this my avenue
To redeem the passion id like to continue,
Through the Mentor, I changed my view.
Little by little I was guided
Accepting my fate – once unwanted;
Everyday courage is created.
Papers, reports, performances, activities, exams
Twice each semester I would cram
For a number that would assure my scholarship grant.
Sometimes I do well, some I am worse
But in my first year, pressure has no force
For eyes that look cannot see the torch.
I miss the limelight
But still I take delight,
For now I can do whatever I like.
There is no pressure, no extra loads,
No expectations and no interludes.
I went smoothly with the flow, of which I’m good.
‘till gossip made its way to what’s hidden
The past was revealed and silence was broken
The daily routine I loved was taken.
When everything was settled
In the English corner I nestled,
Each step of the stair is a different battle.
Some are won, others are lost
Went on and up, never did pause
Experience is always the cost.
Three years have gone by,
Some friends said goodbye
And new ones came to say hi.
Only memories will be left
For us all to keep
With one music, tears will weep.
As I finish this rollercoaster ride
With a mask I often hide
Secrets I should keep inside.
Some might have already doubted,
Others might have already guessed;
Only one can detail the quest.
The moment I step out of this dominion
I am already prepared for every opinion
Because I already know my true mission.
The change I will cause to those next in line
Can never be measured by distance and time;
The bowl of soup you bequeathed will never decline.
All the papers and words cannot express
The wisdom I gained and possessed
To what extent – you are the only witness.
Comments