I, The Graduating Engineering Student Turned Incidental Writer (fifteenth Stride) –spirit Restored

Foreword
This series of articles, on the travails and torments of required writing for school term papers, thesis or dissertation, are purposely taken in the point of view of the student in the graduating or senior years. Hopefully, they reveal how much anguish and agony he goes through in every phase of the activity he is obliged to present, even to defend in front of a panel of peers, prior to receiving his much toiled-for diploma.
Previously
The graduating student has met a beautiful woman he is obviously very much attracted to. He experiences a giddy exhilaration although feeling emotionally distressed upon learning she has a special suitor back in her own country.

“Mayumi” The melodious name kept ringing through my consciousness like soft drizzle of dew on a cool winter morning. The long walk home dissipated unnoticed and only the bump on my forehead, courtesy of the neglected rake on my front yard, jolted me to the view of my front door. But no matter, the excruciating pain was no match for the suffering in my heart.

I am being so melodramatic, said the realistic inner me. A full night’s rest and I should be back to my senses, free from abstraction. This is easier said than done.

The comfortable chaise lounge I pulled to the balcony as I customarily do to sleep off any hang-over, was no help. I must have spent two or three hours just gazing at the stars. I remembered I almost wanted to become an astrophysicist were it not for the nightly necessity of doing what I am doing now.

I also remember one of my favorite mottoes: Put the other foot forward and never get stuck. It is my own version of “pushing the envelope” or “raising the bar” or “until you hear the bell, that final bell, stand up and fight like hell”. ‘

I begin to see my perceived situation on a clearer, impersonal, almost perspective, view. I realize I was even hardly introduced to her! We had not had a moment together, much less intimately. There are a lot of other conditions that must happen first, for me to expect any kind of relationship and feel the way I am feeling now. How stupid of me!

Absolutely convinced of my own dumb and premature anticipation, my smile casually drifted into a protracted laughter at my own silly behavior. It was not that I had no relationships before – girls consider me “cute” and ogle at me with goo-goo eyes, sometimes to the point I become timidly conscious and distracted.

I pull the bed sheet over my exposed body; the outside air so peacefully calm. Several minutes remain before the first light of dawn, and tomorrow is a weekend – no need to get up the whole day.

Sleep crept ever so slowly upon my awareness, yet failing to overtake the image of an angelic face ornamented by an impish smile. I knew the musical sound of her name will lull me to a relaxing and soothing dream - “Mayumi”.

Next: the sixteenth stride – renewed energy

By: Mind Rich

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