Posted by Bushra
Asalam-o-alikum and sorry fellows.....,but what to do, friends??? I was so happy and excited that I literally forgot to share my emotions with my buddies out there, that how I felt to be done with my first term exam on the 5th of December 2009..... How I felt, knowing that ahead, no studies for a month, can u imagine ??? A month absolutely without academic pressures and constraints....... Knowing that the term break was to be full of outstanding events such as; Christmas Day, Boxing Day, New Year.... and I will be able to enjoy and celebrate all of them not only with myself but also with my family members, who enhanced my celebrations a thousand times by coming to UK from Pakistan, and to let you know, just for me!
Hey, don't get me wrong fellows when I say, NO MORE STUDIES....... It happens that many people take it negatively and create false impressions regarding studies, let me tell you what I meant, "when anything starts, and become consistent for a sufficient amount of time, is challenging, there are three groups of people connected to this statement. Firstly, those who do not even dare to accept the challenge keeping in mind the fear of defeat, secondly, those who convince their hearts to accept, but lose, comparetively better, and finally those who bravely and confidently accept, keep working for it, never give up and ultimately win it and that's what I did by getting over my term exams successfully. My heart yelled, YES, I DID IT, I WON, I WON THE CHALLENGE......but this did not happen so easily :P
The clock was ticking at the last minute, it was the Politics exam, I was writing the last word, my mind was full of energies, enjoyment, plans and much more that resulted in a very annoying moment which was the development of friction between my pen and paper to an extent which made me feel that I will never be able to finish it! But I knew that I had accepted a challenge not to lose, but to win it, so I did it, and went straight up from 1b ( the exam room) where my teacher was. Unfortunately he was engaged with an other class, even though I could not wait, I put my face against the window to just let him know that I DID IT..... as soon as he looked at the window , he understood and in no time and came out of the class to greet me, WELL DONE BUSHRA........ I cannot explain how satisfying those two words were for me!
Hmmm...... now was the time to plan and sequence what was bubbling into my mind. First I decided to explore Oxford which I had tried to do since I started my term but due to my schedule, it seemed to be very difficult to spare time for recreation. But it was highly unfair to explore and view the historic,old, beautiful and architectural buildings, parks, colleges, sites and lots more in only one day, because the very next day I had to go to Luton where my family was gathering and I wanted to see each and every site of Oxford. So, I postponed this plan until I get the opportunity to view this beautiful and fasinating city. So, in order not to waste the day I called my friends to celebrate the end of term and we planed to go to a pub named Copper, a small but lovely one.
It felt great to see so many people with only one feeling at that time, that is, ENJOYMENT. No matter in what way they do it, some show it in a funny way, others do it soberly, many just do nothing except gossips, chit chats, looking around and observing others, relax as well as rock with the beat of music and I guess me and my friends fall in the third category, because that was the first time I, as a Muslim, stepped into a pub and tell you wha, it was great. It was a totally new and wonderful experience for me.
The very next morning, as planed, my brother came to take me to Luton. I was happy and highly excited that I am going to see my family. It takes around 50 minutes from Oxford to Luton but it felt like the time has stopped. Those 50 minutes were like never ending, I diverted my attention to the journey which was full of beautiful scenery and finally, there I was, in Luton.
Bushra is studying Law Foundation at Bellerbys Oxford.
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