Passing through

Outside, the sun descends and I approach the end of this junction in my life. Here, I’ve watched many suns go down and many rise. Many moons that shone through the windows that flickered an unimaginable warmth. I walk through the hallways of this place and sense the pointed pinch within my soul. The familiar surroundings I will leave behind, that enveloping and comforting sense of belonging.

As I stand at the door, staring out at new beginnings, an anxious spell sweeps my skin but just then I feel a calm and contained realization of moving on. One thing I’ve learnt - to be motionless is that stiff silence that lingers so long into time that you forget you are motionless. Guess all I’m doing is stirring a bit, snapping out of life’s many comforts and challenging myself to dive into the unknown. There I will find new lessons to be learned, new battles to be fought and new joys to be embraced.

Friends, there is no doubt we will meet again. Even though each of us may start a new chapter, does not mean we forget what happened at the start of the story. We meet people along the course of our lives to lock a bond, so when in time for the end of the world, everybody will know everybody. Just a thought that I have great fondness towards.

Back to the present.

This is no award ceremony for me to stand on stage with tears in my eyes giving thanks to all those who I believe have helped me get to where I am now. Nope, this is a different kind of high, which mind you, still calls for moist eyes and a very gratifying thanks to all those who have indeed helped me till here. So, thank you mentors who have taught me well, thank you friends who have laughed and broken bread with me, thank you all those without whom work would have been plain work.

I stare at my now empty desk and allow my mind to experience flashbacks of all the moments that made my time here worthwhile. Such amusing lunches, that desire for brilliant work, the laughter and chitter-chatter, stressful studio-time and I cannot forget each seed of learning.

I say goodbye to only my desk. The good memories and all, I will carry with me through life.

Signing out - Hafsa