I sat in my room, reflecting on the events that had transpired. My mum's illness had been a challenge, but she was recovering well. I had tried to focus on my studies, but it was too late. The semester was almost over, and I knew I had to wait for the next one to start fresh. But before I could even think about that, another bombshell dropped. My dad had been arrested.
I couldn't believe it. My dad, the man who had always been there for me, who had worked tirelessly to provide for our family, was behind bars. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I collapsed to the ground, my world spinning around me.
My friends, Sharafina, and two others, rushed to my side. They were shocked to see me in that state. "What's wrong?" they asked, but I couldn't speak. I just pointed to the phone, and they understood.
They quickly called for help, and I was rushed to the hospital. I spent a week there, trying to come to terms with what had happened. My dad called me one day, reassuring me that everything would be fine. "Don't worry, son," he said. "Just focus on your studies and don't let anything disturb you."
His words were comforting, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. Why was this happening to our family? What had we done to deserve this? I thought back to my time in form 1 when I had some misunderstandings with someone. I wondered if that was the cause of our current struggles.
But as I reflected on it, I realized that maybe it wasn't about what I had done or what my family had done. Maybe it was just life's ups and downs. Maybe God was testing us, or maybe it was just a series of unfortunate events.
I remembered a phrase my mum had once told me: "Everything will be well soon." I held onto that phrase, repeating it to myself like a mantra. Everything will be well soon. I didn't know when, I didn't know how, but I knew it would.
As I sat in my room, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. I realized that I couldn't control everything that happened in life, but I could control how I responded to it. I could choose to let it break me, or I could choose to rise above it.
I took a deep breath and made a decision. I would focus on my studies, just like my dad had advised. I would work hard and make a better future for myself. I would support my family, and we would get through this together.
The journey ahead would be long and challenging, but I was ready. I was ready to face whatever came my way, knowing that everything would be well soon.