Just as a sick man in his dying bed has a heavy heart laden with lots of grief and regrets of things unaccomplished, I sat there in the fields that warm evening starring at the faculty building with mixed feelings of achievement and regrets. I had lived the life of a perfect student. I had great passion for studying and some sort of insatiable desire for knowledge. I excelled in every of my examinations and this feat spurred up the feeling of invincibility in my subconscious mind. I wasnt a popular fellow but I believe that mentioning my name portrayed the picture of a focused student with outstanding academic abilities in the mind of the few that knew me. Those few years, I always pictured a beautiful future with me in it doing great things. However, I began to realize the big gap between me and the rest of the world. The wall I built between me and my friends as a freshman. Gradually, I knew names of authors and textbooks and yet hardly remembered the names of friends. It dawned on me that in few months, I would not be seeing some of my friends anymore, probably forever. I would miss them for life. Their smiles, discussions and company would be memories. Though its a wonderful thing that as I round up my undergraduate studies, I have an academic record to be proud of, I had some regrets and some feelings that haunt me. I couldnt help it. Its the price I paid. Some days I wish there were 30 hours in a day. I knew how to manage my time but my schedule favored my books more. Some folks would say you cant have your cake and eat it. Well I believe I can afford yet another cake God willing. I wish I spent more time listening to my friends when they cared to speak. I wish I was more flexible. I wish I spent more time with the people I loved. I wish I spent more time to discuss with my professors. I wish I reciprocated the attention I received from my colleagues. I wish I took the time to reach out to my junior colleagues with words of advice and encouragement. I wish I created the time to reach out to my professors and seniors for advice, coaching and mentorship. I wish I spent more time building my network of contacts and associates. I wish I had the time to tutor my mates that failed their courses or had a hard time passing them. I wish I gave out my heart to love and be loved in return. I wish I took the time to observe my changing world. Nevertheless, as I sat there, I was consoled of the fact that I still had few more months left and I swore to make a difference within that little space of time. I wouldnt have felt any better.
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 09:06:37 +0000
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