As I ripped August off my calendar, and set up September, my excitement went over the top, my month was finally here. I always loved September, Autumn, and the back to school rush; setting up my books, floral copy books and my favourite set of pens and pencils. Ever since I was a child, everything […]
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The Bad Beginning

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As I ripped August off my calendar, and set up September, my excitement went over the top, my month was finally here. I always loved September, Autumn, and the back to school rush; setting up my books, floral copy books and my favourite set of pens and pencils. Ever since I was a child, everything about September had an enigmatic taste, a taste of cherries and jams, it had the last sun rays, gold and sparkling, the enthusiasm of the last days on the beach, and the late summer parties, along with the calmness and serenity of Autumn. Autumn was a different story for me, it was another spring where each falling leaf was a flower, colours of the earth, yellowish and brown, all the essence, all grounded and firm, and a little melancholic – just like me.

Needless to say how my expectations for this month went, it was my birthday in  a few days, I was turning 24, mid twenties, and I couldn’t wait to start lavishing in the best years of my life, now that I was properly employed, single and ready to mingle, and had the best family and friends in the world… Suddenly, a series of unfortunate events began to crumble down in front of me; in chronological order: I lost my precious Tom Ford designer sunglasses, got extremely sick on my birthday, went to the hospital, got back home to rest, phone got unexpectedly fried, stayed at home for two days, feuds and quarrels were splashing around me, and finally I fell and hurt my knee. Looking at each event individually, you could not ascribe what happened but to coincidence, taking what I’ve gone through as whole, there was great cosmic significance to all of it, a curse or extreme bad luck if I wanted to keep things light. A bad beginning to my year, and September wasn’t treating me like the queen I was announced to be in these days, I was being kicked and beaten and thrown with the wood logs people were starting to pack for Winter.

“At times the world may seem an unfriendly and sinister place, but believe that there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. and what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events may in fact be the first steps of a journey.”
― Lemony Snicket

Things do happen like that. You finally get what you’ve waited all along, have a moment of happiness and realize that the previous disasters, while both fun and miserable at times, shouldn’t have gotten to you so much. You realize it was merely a stepping stone to something greater. It was also needed because not only did it bring out good things, it also brought out many negative things and lessons of what should no longer be repeated. It brought growth. It shows you that nothing lasts forever, and that you might as well enjoy the good things while you still have them. Life is a turmoil of events, good and bad, both cycling and recycling, we’ve all hit rock bottom but at the end, there is always Autumn.

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