A picture truly worth a thousand words, and this picture show a vast universe, a galaxy with a blazing sun stretching out in every direction, with swirling colors of yellow, black, and whites. A lonely Man stands on a tall, rocky mountain, gazing into the immense expanse with eyes filled with wonder and curiosity.

The Duji’s park has been a constant source of happiness, fun and inspiration to me, and it holds a special place in my heart, as it has been the best scenery for my loving memories. One of this memories from the park in childhood days i that could remember was swimming in a pool with my friends and swinging the swing. The sounds of the bird chirping and laughter from my friends echoed through the park as we play games. Those memories still bring smiles to my face.

The onset of my independence marked the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I was only 18 years old and that was the first time I ever felt so independent and lonely. I had just gotten admission into the university , I was so overjoyed to be able to complete all the processes involved. Although, it was a moment I have waited for a long time, so it finally came. I was also excited for the new challenges and opportunities that lay ahead, but at the same time I felt so nervous about being independent. Up until that moment, my parent had always been there to protect and guild me. But I was going to spending a whole lot of time all by myself, I wasn’t even sure if i was ready.

We look out and see the world ponder on the beauty of being with someone and we look at ourselves as single and alone.We crave some warm embrace and gentle touch but only get them as fantasies in our imaginationWe put ourselves out there after several battles with the beast we call heartbreak and insecurities just to feel the reward called love.

No doubt, this just goes a long way to show how creative, wise, and determined humans can be when challenged. It is always an inspiration to see people pushing the boundaries of what's termed possible in the past years. For instance, the Cookathon.

But as for me, the years I spent in a boarding school provided me with many special events that I will always live to remember. As a young child leaving my parent to a boarding school at the age of 10 was so difficult because I had to adapt to a new system in life, where our life activities go on a roller coaster, doing all activities with time. But as time went on I got accustomed to it. There were so many events that happened during this period of my life I can remember vividly when a senior student came to our dormitory, she skillfully instilled fear in the hearts of many juniors including me by telling us scary tales about Bush Baby, Miss Koi koi, white ghost, and many more. After the senior left that night, my bunkmate ( bunkie) woke me up in the middle of the night that she wanted to urinate. I acting all brave asked her why she was afraid so I followed her outside to urinate and when she was almost done a big rat ran passed us, I left her outside ran to my bed, and forced myself to sleep with goosebumps all around my body. Funny isn't it?