Many places I have been Many sorrows I have seen But I don’t regret Nor will I forget All who took that road with me
Night is now falling So ends this day The road is now calling And I must away
It’s been a long road, for all of us who took this path. The journey was never meant to be easy. Every possible thorn and barrier was placed in front of us tactfully. This post is a tribute to everyone who had it in them to come up to the front and fight.
I didn’t think I had it in me when I began this journey three years ago. I was a confused little teenager, with parents divorced a few months back and only communicating with me brother in harsh confrontations every two or three months, and an obsessive depressing crush on a guy who was not my type. I don’t know about anyone else, But I’ve come a long way. I’ve learnt a lot of things about myself, about the world, and about life. I’ve become a better and stronger person than I used to be, and this is also a tribute to everyone who helped me along the way.
You know who you are. Hats off to you for being the awesome people you are.
What does it take to appear for O Levels? Not much, taking into account that only countries that still go by the British system still stick to this, and that if you don’t prep professionally, it doesn’t really make much of a difference compared to SAT.
But when a teenager like me prepares for this for years, it’s mighty hard to think of it as something trivial, especially right after you get the results.
I was fine. Even when the exams started I wasn’t nervous because I knew how well prepared I was, and that this was just another milestone I had to pass. I didn’t care when the results came out, or what they would be, as long as I got an A* in Chem because my brother said he’d kill me if I didn’t. I was fine even this morning. When the Principal turned on the mic, though, and said, “Best of luck. Here they come,” and took off his coat, I imploded. Even more so, because the first name called was my best friend’s. Mine was second. I’ve been jittery since.
I knew this would be a bittersweet feeling, seeing my results. This is officially the end of the O Level Saga for me. I have another adventure is knocking at my door.
Keep me in your prayers, and maybe I’ll shine brighter than the stars.
To these memories I will hold With your blessing I will go To turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me, I cannot tell We came all this way But now comes the day To bid you farewell
When I close my eyes, I see myself as a writer. I see a pale blank page in front of me and feel a solid pen in my hand. I feel inspiration flowing through me, hear the words being whispered in my ears, ready to be written. And I see myself writing them. So, I write. And that is why I am here right now. To let the world know that I want to become better at this. That there is this unbelievably naive living in this corner of the world, who wants to have people help her become the best she can become. My focus is actually on fiction. I dream up stories in my sleep, literally. And I can't help but want to write them. Knowing English only as a second language is a drawback, though. I still try.
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