Warning! This is an emo post! (don't say I didn't warn you =p)
Alhamdulillah, finally the time that I have been waiting for has arrived. Exams over!!... which means no more sleepless nights, overdosing of caffeine, overindulging into the notes, restless days at the library, over worrying of uncovered chapters, ignorance to surroundings, take away foods, yeah all those things....
Four exciting years..... This is how I am gonna describe it:
It just feels like when you start reading a novel, you would love to know the ending, but you just know that you couldn't. You know that the journey of the story is too long, still the challenges and the excitement keeps you going. The story may carry you into an emotional burden or the tiring life-puzzles. The sweetness of happy moments. The most uninteresting chapter. It brings you in contact the problems or the crazy time. Failures and success. All things, one after another, creating a whole colorful picture in your photographic memory.It seems like it's gonna take a long time or even ages, before you can finally reach the end, but still you wait. And wait. You still carry on. Whatever comes, you know you're finally gonna reach there.
Half-way through, you make use what you have known. You create imaginations. So much you wanted in the story. Chapter after chapter you keep reading, it brings new different experience. None of the same moments.
Finally when you reach the last chapter, you know deep inside.... it's gonna end soon. However the ending will be, it still gonna bring you to the last dot. Obviously, everyone wants a happy ending, at least thats what normal human would wish for. You tried hard to imagine what the ending would be, but at the end, you know cannot change the fate. A happy or a bad ending? You'll never know.
Whatever the ending will be, the most important is what the long journey has made you. The changes that are created, the wisdom you gained, the lessons you learned, the friends you made, the flaws you see, the strength you developed, the love you generate, the hatred you avert, the moments you lost, the memories that remains...all those really matters. That makes you stop and ponder, instead of hovering over the ending, looks what you have gained so much more at this story of life.
Then you when finally reach there, you would read the last sentence. It may makes you to put on your smile. Or it can make you cry. You may give a long sigh. Or you feel like shredding the whole book. It might make you laugh (either a happy or evil). You may grin the whole day or even beam. It might be expected. Or you already expecting the unexpected.
Anyhow, what most matters to you is the memory. All those good memories.
You hopped over the last dot. You know the ending. You closed the book.
Ready on for another new story of life.