Rising of The Phoenix

I don't like to write about advice. In fact, I am poor at teaching people, guiding them. There are a handful of juniors under me that seems to have not benefited anything at all after they left from my department. I just like story-telling, narrating of the whole event, from the beginning to the end. 

I was sitting by the beach, eagerly waiting for the sunrise. It was a long time that I didn't find my 'inner peace'. Despite they said I am fortunate to live in this town that has beautiful beaches, scenic mountains, and a peaceful river carved the beauty of this small town, but I didn't see it. The sound of the waves hitting on the white sands attracts tourist from far far away, but I didn't hear it. The coolness of the rushing waterfall on the skin that washes away all the troubles, but I didn't feel it. These few years I had been severely disconnected to the environment.

Watching a sunrise is a good chance to think about our life. Every sunrise is like a hurdle in life. It gets dramatic in the early part, and became very hot and difficult to manage during its peak and when the sun settle to the west, so does the problems. With time, things will work their ways. When a new day starts, the cycle repeats again. There is not a day without sunrise, nor a day without sunset. Similarly, there is no life without problems, nor solutions to every problems.

I am making comparing this to my education. When I first step into the primary school, I were so elated. When the happiness wears off, left with hard facts of life. Homework, co-curricular activities and exams... Then came the UPSR examination. The hard work put into preparing the exam till I faced head on with the exam. Finally, I passed the examination and moved on to secondary school and the vicious cycle repeats itself, again. Fast forward till now. I had just crept out of my comfort zone as I have been accepted into Masters degree program in internal medicine. And its all rise and shine again. Time to wake up!