So That's It Then.

I walked into the Arts Department. 

Stopped right in front of the mini cubicle where a man was working. 

"Excuse me, I need to find out the results to change my course?" 

"Just a minute." 

I waited patiently. 

"Well?" I felt like asking. 

He looked up a while later. 

"Name, and what course you want to switch to." 

I told him. 

He flipped a thin stack of papers, scanning it. 

"Ah, here. Rejected." 

I didn't move. 

"What? Rejected?" 

"Yes, rejected." 

"You sure?" 

"Ye-" 

"ARE you very sure?" 

"YES." 

His tone had a hint of annoyance.

I nearly stretched out my hand to see for myself. 

Then I decided not to. 

For why would he lie 

I turned around and walked out

Into a sea of people. 

Into a wave of nothingness. 

For what is life, but a mystery? 

Where we're always expecting 

Yet rarely giving. 

With expectations set too high 

For a lost cause. 

And then realizing


When others come to know 

They will breathe a sympathetic sigh

But no more will be said 

Because there is nothing more to be told  

The sea of people did not suffocate me 

But the conversation with a friend did 

When she told of her fortune 

Of being given a test to prove herself

While I was given none 

Oh but a chance stood a month ago!

When she offered to join the course she was going to switch

Yet we were in the same boat,

3 months ago 

Where rejection was for us both, 

Now it is for me 

For I had tried a different course

Oh sweet life! 

Why have you soured me so

In this fashion?

I cannot fathom how grateful I am

For all the blessings I have received  

from you, O Allah 

What should I do, I wonder 

Is this a sign? 

Was I not meant to pursue Economics, 

Or a Bachelor's in English? 

Is science really my true passion? 

I guess there's nothing left to do 

But to accept it  

So.... 

That's It Then.