F!RST

It was Canada Day! The first of July. The first day in my new house too. We celebrated our new house with some relatives, family friends and new neighbours that we had just acquainted with. We took a walk out to the Cedarbrae Golf Club and enjoyed the party and fireworks they had planned for the community. As new members of this community, my family and I jumped to the situation and met some more neighbours from our street.

Today, once again I woke up to the melody of my alarm clock that I had been gifted by my close friend. I woke up and literally stared at it for 2 to 3 minutes until I decided that I should pay all my friends in my old neighbourhood a visit. So, I had some lunch and I made my way to my old house. The bus ride was something I had never experienced before. It was different, it actually allowed me to live in a perspective where I was a bystander and I didnt have to make a choice, or a decision that would make anything go different or what I really feared, make anything go wrong. I learned to become a more organized individual who had better time-management skills. But today was different, I was going with one sole responsibility, to put a smile on my friend's face because he was all alone now.

But the fear still creeps inside my head but I tell myself, 'I'm ready'. It's my last year and last chance to get the grades that will put a smile on my face. Those days and memories are like coveted jewels for me now. The transition from the previous year to 'senior' year doesn't feel like a transition at all. Even after organizing and re-organizing notes, on exam days you always end up with a big pile of papers and a notebook to do more review. All in all, grade twelve has been a crazy year (just as promised) and has taught me many life lessons. I have come out from semester one feeling like a more informed, confident and determined student.

My 5 subject notebook filled with Chemistry, Physics and Calculus notes is my concrete proof to show how I have changed. I actually learned to take notes from one of my closest friends at school. He showed me his notes and I understood the vital role it played in his awesome marks that I envied very passionately at times. So, I decided to use his full-proof method and now I take notes in class and review each and every day in the bus ride home. It looks to be working, we'll see the results when the Calculus test comes back hahaha..

One last mention before I close today's post, I owe this to a very close friend of mine. She reminded me about my blog and how important this medium of communication is. Thanks Ms. Jor. It is almost vital for me, but I hope it is helpful to someone else out there too. During the times when I had stopped my blogging, I actually went to another way of sharing my thoughts, and this medium was poetry. So starting from today's post, I'll try to weave some poetry with these thoughts.

30/10/10

You gaze up above,
And leave it to fate,
Even in this thrist for love,
In a desert of hate,

School is a gateway to some of the knowledge I've gained,
Its taught me to learn that strength comes from pain,
It`s a pain to hold this love from you now,
there is no gain,
Now that I`ve met you, all I want to prove is,
that this affection isnt feign,

Those magical memories to our different
friendship and knowing,
As if we`ve spent an eternity growing,
Through the pool of experiences to
return what we`ve been owing,

Using gusts of wind as hope,
and time as oars,
But all you face are slamming doors,
And you manifest a silence,
shutting out the inner roars,

Where the reality is a seeping black pool of ink,
On a sheet of pure white potential which acts like a link,
To your dreams and perseverance,
and this time you know you wont sink,

This is the moment where your head hangs in a bow,
The eyes close and the universe answers how!
You will achieve your destination
and you`ll get there now,

At last you gaze up above,
And leave it to fate,
Even in this thirst for love,
You live your life because its never too late,

With the aid of the world,
as if you`ve declared your inception,
People and places lining up to your perception,
At the end, you find the start to your adventure,
Because you are the masterpiece of your own sculpture!

A very good night to everyone and hope to get back to all of you again,
My love to one and all,

-Devarsh Pandya