If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now?
Today, choose a place to which you’d like to be transported if you could — and tell us the backstory. How does this specific location affect you? Is it somewhere you’ve been, luring you with the power of nostalgia, or a place you’re aching to explore for the first time?
“I think I’m going insane. Yep, this is it. The day I went mental is finally upon me.”
I kept repeating this to myself, sitting on my disheveled bed with my knees drawn close to my chest, staring at the cluttered pile of notes and books with a quite bewildered look on my face. I hated chewing my nails – it seemed like such a useless activity to me because my incisors weren’t sharp enough to cut through the nail and I always ended up having a bad taste in my mouth – but at that chaotic moment I couldn’t help myself and started to frantically chew through them like my life depended on it. “Tomorrow is the final day of your college exams, please get it together”: my brain desperately trying to reach out to me.
Right at that moment, I heard the distant rumbling of thunder, and I suddenly knew: I’m saved.
I picked up my phone, switched it back on, and 7 messages popped up. “Where are you?”, “Still alive buddy?”, “How’s the preparation going?”, “Is chapter 7 included?”, “Oh come on, you’ll do great.”, “Switched your phone off? Seriously? Bitch, you better be dead.”, “Earth to Abeeha. Come in Abeeha.”
I didn’t have time to reply so I simply ignored the messages, got off my bed and grabbed my earphones from the bookshelf.
“Mom, I’m going up to the rooftop for a while.”, informing my mother of my plans.
“Are you mad? No way young lady, it’s raining out there!”, she immediately retaliated.
I have always been stubborn.
So with my trusty Nokia and earphones in my hands I ran up the stairs like a gorilla. You know, when you use both your hands and feet to climb the stairs.
I bashed open the door to the rooftop and the rainy wind welcomed me with a sudden whoosh. The downpour was beginning to get faster by the second, so I plugged in my earphones and slowly stepped out into the storm. When the first raindrops hit me I shrieked out due to the cold, but after a few seconds my body temperature started to harmonize with the weather, and that’s when my shoulders started to relax. I did a quick survey of my surroundings to assure that no weirdo was up on his rooftop gawking at me, but thankfully no one else was crazy enough like me to prance around in a tempest.
“Okay then, time for a little bit therapy.” I said to myself out loud.
I took out my phone – not caring about it getting drenched – and opened up the Music App. I did a quick scroll through the collection and played something that I knew would be perfect for the occasion.
“Do you know where your heart is?
Do you think you can find it?
Or did you trade it for something
Somewhere better just to have it?
Do you know where your love is?
Do you think that you lost it?
You felt it so strong, but
Nothing’s turned out how you wanted
Well, bless my soul
You’re a lonely soul
‘Cause you won’t let go
Of anything you hold
Well, all I need
Is the air I breathe
And a place to rest my head…”
When Say (All I Need) started to fill my ears with it’s sweet melody, I closed my eyes, pulled my head back and opened my arms as wide as I could, and then let the music and the rain envelope me in its magical embrace.
Let me tell you, making my parents proud of me was the sole purpose of my existence, and I never wanted to let them down. The end of college seemed like an end of an era, and the beginning of an inspiring journey ahead. I had big dreams for myself. Dreams that seemed impossible for a naive teenage girl like me. I felt a strange mixture of fear and hope for the days to come.
And then suddenly, near the end of the song my knees started to get weak and my lips started quivering. The phone slipped from my fingers and with it I also hit the ground. I stood on my knees, completely oblivious of my surroundings, not caring about the rain bashing me and the filthy muddy dirt around me, and I just lowered my head to the floor in prostration. I rubbed my nose into the wet mud and had an intimate conversation with God. I told Him all about my dreams. Who I want to be. Where I want my dreams to take me. How much I want my parents to feel proud of their only daughter. I told Him EVERYTHING. I told Him my deepest, darkest fears. The noise of the rain muffled my cries out to the Heavens. I begged Him. I pleaded to Him with every ounce of my being.
And at that moment a sense of sheer serenity settled within me and I had an epiphany: everything’s gonna be alright.
When I read about this assignment, I couldn’t think of any other place I wanted to be transported to. This memory I’ve shared with you is one of the most profound ones I have, as I’ve never ever shared this with anyone else. Not even my Mom, (sorry Mom). For me, this course is turning out to be more of a personal exploration journey rather than a writing improvement course 😀
Why was this memory, this place, so special to me? Because that was the time when I was beginning to understand the purpose of my life. I had started to plan a layout of my whole life from that exact moment. And most importantly, it was the time of innocence 🙂 I had no idea what life had in store for me. I’ve faced some of the worst (and probably the most important) years of my life after that. And haha, there you go, the tears have started to flow. Let me gather myself. Darn you, Blogging U.
My stupid word structure and flimsy vocab might have made this special memory of mine seem insignificant, but trust me, if you were in my place you would totally get it 🙂 Anyway this was it. Today’s assignment. *sigh*