A friend of mine has been asking me for the last whole week, why hasn’t there been any post. There should be something to write, or there is always something to write and the words don’t come out right when put on paper.
Short of words? I don’t think so. Yet I believe that if thoughts are not concrete enough, an effort put into it seems an attempt to just to something which you know you are not even the least ready for.
Now I know I may not be making much sense here, so a little elaboration is a must. Lately there have been many things happening, but none appealing or tempting enough to write about. From meetings and night-time drive outs with the family, to occasional chip-away to another odd meeting beyond official means, I’d say not much has come to a consequence.
Have been looking here and about for better opportunities, and yes, have also applied a couple of places which I hope would be quite welcoming my experience and skills, and also giving me the chance to learn more. I crave learning; I need to know more about whatever is even making the slightest attempt at scratching through my head. Knowledge is endless, and I crave it endlessly.
It’s been just over a year that I haven’t much access or possibly the need to learn more. Whatever I have experienced in this period has been merely a refinement of my already but passive experiences and skills brought on to me since my childhood. I must tell you that my father has been the reason why I or my siblings have learnt and understood the world as it is, and also experienced it in a much dissimilar and broader sense than many of my friends and relatives.
Although I may not be at the best of positions right now, I would say that I am following my heart and mind, and doing the best I can to places I want to be, and Insha Allah will also have the abundance of knowledge and skill that I so much crave restlessly.
I try enjoying life, and try doing the best at what I can. And if I can’t, well that’s where I learn, improve and specialise. The cycle goes on, and I love it.