the 4 years.

                            

I have officially graduated from Yarmouk University, Jordan. Alhamdulillah. 

During my last dot on my final paper that other day, I had an unexplainably mixed feeling of accepting the fact that, that was indeed my final sit in my class. I took a deep breath, collecting every strength I could possibly gather to face this. The uncapped pen on my palm, I put it down. Taking a slight glimpse on my answers, I moved forward, handing in my papers and then walking down the stairs of the memorable Kuliyah Syariah. I gestured Orked from afar, and making my disbelief face and then, I got a 'sweet' slap from her. So people, I'm back to reality! Haha.

I'm a bit being taken aback.

How these years have enveloped my moments of  struggles, self quest, tears, fears and gaining hope. To rifle my mind towards those memorable days, the bullets aren't sufficient enough. 

For bestowing me sufficient strength to keep on struggling, Alhamdulillah 

For granting me enough capacity to study and learning, Alhamdulillah

For giving me that unpredictable drive to settle all the trivialities into an oblivion, Alhamdulillah

For allowing me to retain my pace when the world shaking me up, Alhamdulillah

For refraining me from getting drowned in tailspins and clenching myself a grip, Alhamdulillah

And, 

For letting me to cherish this success, carving smiles of my beloveds, Alhamdulillah. 

May He guide me toward being a contributing woman, never to be such an unnecessary residues. 

To the ground; that always planting, sticking my feet onto it

To the sky; that unceasingly persistent keeping my head held up high

To the tress and wind; never failed me to flutter me with its lovely scent and breeze of hope, love and perseverance. 

Stay with me. 

The end of a something is the beginning to embark a new one. 

Buckle up, many more to come.

Nadiyah Syahira Nordin

First Class Honour,

Bachelor of Islamic Banking and Economics, 

Yarmouk University, Jordan

Class of 2015