AT LONG LAST.

 Dancing to the melody of a beautiful song, filled with the accurate melody, rhythm and harmony is explicit.  It soothes the nerves and uplifts your soul to heights unknown. Lost in that glorious epitome suddenly the music stops, halts unexpectedly.  Opening your eyes   dead silence   embraces you; despite several attempts to turn back your ray, you emerge unfruitful. They say beauty lies in the heart of the beholder likewise the strings of soft song remain engraved in the memory and ear of its lover.

Day and night seemed to be moving fast, the rivers   of life kept flowing.  Infants were brought forth as others left behind hallows to be occupied by the new or just a complete vacancy altogether.  My own river has stopped flowing; immediately after completing high school ready to harness that unlimited free, fresh life of campus- the source of my river dried up for seven years, yes for seven years! I waited for the sight of a bubble of water, holding tightly to the lingering lyrics, (my tomorrow must be greater than today). 

After the long wait, finally I enrolled to the Technical university of Mombasa. For me it was a dream come true, it was the handwork of the almighty, to Him alone I credit and applaud this wonder. Pursuing a course in mass communication, my mates were ten years younger than I was, and I strove the struggle of feeling out of place. I had already learnt a lot from the reality of earth and this made it possible for me not to be lost in any peer pressure whatever! I formed awesome tales with everyone and everything right from the prime my lectures began. I made it my goal to excel in every unit and it happened as perceived. Like every   trip, difficulties in finance were inevitable but eventually I surfaced victoriously.

In the next few weeks, I will be writing my final paper in this worthwhile two-year course journey. I invite you to rejoice with me for the so far I have transited. Dear reader, there is nothing that cannot be attained where there is hope, courage and desire. Simply put  where there is a  will there is  a way .I will narrow this story at  the day of my graduation, I hope you will await me to give you the details of   this journey. Meanwhile am enjoying the melody of my song.

Lucy njeri, Technical University  of Mombasa