The Amal Reminiscence
“That seems to be an interesting task” I had thought to myself while skimming through the PW of second week, Photo-Journal. The activity demanded to capture one’s daily commute and highlight ways in which it could get better.
That was the instant my liking for Amal started to grow. Brainstorming for the task, I decided to take as many pictures of my commute to university as possible. Not missing out on any thing that piqued my interest, I photo-ed my journey to university. And as the week passed I had discovered to look at the monotonous commute the way I had not bothered to. There had been numerous realities unveiled throughout this week in those mere things I would come across daily and not pay a heed to. At the end of the week while submitted the task, I remember when I proofread the blog, I had this feeling of, not happiness, but growth whirling in myself.
And the point of penning this down at the moment is that this activity has had a major chunk in my self-discovery process at Amal. The impact of my first two weeks at Amal is self-proclaiming by the fact that the daily commute seems too be nudges me about Amal. The streets, nooks, the tangled wires, trash heaps and even the toll plaza smiles at me, as if admiring Amal for accentuating their very eminent yet surreptitious truths. Now that I look back at those two weeks I recall how I struggled to sort my purpose of life, how I initiated the conversation of a life of purpose within my friends which made them dive deep into themselves too.
More than anything I rejoice when I recall how an abandoned hobby came alive after getting that unexpected appreciation note from my Program Manager. Now that I am jotting this down, I cant help but be thankful to her for sparking a renewed vigor for writing within me which I had abandoned after matriculation.
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