8.30 am - the clock is ticking. i looked outside d window. neither he nor she is still here. I really hope they’ve not forgotten ’bout me…
8.31 am - she finally came. NOW i’m nervous. y does it have to be today? can i postpone this to some other time? can i make it thru? WILL i make it thru? wut if i dont make it? wut would happen then? no! i’ve sacrificed too much to fail. i must pass the test. period.
9.00 am - it was such a beautiful day. the sun was shining bright, the sky was crystal clear. the air was cold, but not too cold. once in a while, soft winds would breeze in… nature was definitely calm and almost quiet - as if serenity has been blessed to illuminate the day. it was one of those perfect mornings.
gathered in 2 separate places were anxious, nervous faces - total strangers with one common goal….. to pass the test. some could be seen chattering happily, and being so friendly with each other. others were trying to converse very casually - asking all d general questions, nothing too personal, just small talks would be appropriate. lives cross paths - temporary warmness could be felt.
still, there were those who chose to stay as quiet as they could - attempting to concentrate on their mission for the day, wishing so hard that it’d be over soon. the minority group that couldnt care less about other than wut’s bothering them at the moment.
the authorities came, the test began. they were strict - or rather trying so hard to look like they have a valid and reliable authority, the POWER to determine a harmless human being’s fate - as everythg would lie in their hands now…
and so, one by one, people come and go - some smiling to their ears, some frowning like Death has come upon them, some with faces as emotionless as stones.
approximately 11.30 am - ALHAMDULILLAH…. it’s over now. we can breathe again. the only test left is with MAMA…………………………………..
*it’s funny how people can share so much when they have nothing in common. n it’s funny how lives can cross paths when there really is no crossroads in between - how people with different backgrounds n different life perspectives may share sth as simple as one common objective: to pass a driving test…. how strangers can feel the same nervousness, excitement, happiness and sadness in the exhilarating moments, triumphs n failures…. (or is it juz false pretense? to look good and seem empathetic enuff? to look humane?)
i wonder if it’s one of those mysterious workings of fate and destiny - the QADA’ & QADAR befell upon us? or is it juz plainly human nature to blame it all on fate? LIFE is really FUNNY - n living is even funnier.
n yet, humans keep driving the distance to keep going on n living.*
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