As he staggered out of the drink-house, he could feel the unseen hands pointing at him. He could sense their stares and the disgust they felt for him. He tried to cower in on himself. He wanted to hide in himself_coward that he was But, even in the shadows and crevices of his being, they lurked_the sneers, the accusing fingers, the stares. He wrapped his arms around himself in his bid to find comfort and stumbled along the road. People flinched and avoided him as he moved forward, but he barely noticed them. All he wanted to do was drink the bottle of strong beer hidden in his jacket and sleep the guilt and nostalgia away. When he got to the alleyway where he normally slept, he gently brought out the beer and cradled it softly in his palms. He then twisted the cap open and raised the bottle to his lips, a lone tear sliding down his cheek.

Happy Transformation Thursday, Minimalists!It is with great joy that I write a response to Transformation Thursday's prompt. The first quarter of this year has been really wonderful for me. I wondered why and I just couldn't help but notice some changes that has taken place in and around me. Last week Tuesday, I and two of my friends had a deep conversation during our lecture breaks. Andrew posed a question to I and Anjola. He asked, “What do you like about yourself and what are or once were your bad habits? How much do you think you have changed now?” It was a question that put the three of us into deep thoughts before we could answer.

Like most Ladies of Hive, you probably have plans and goals for the future. But today, let's focus on the present. Tell us what part of your life you enjoy most right now.Right now, I'm enjoying the excitement of pursuing my passion and chasing one of my dreams. If you asked me these question three years back, this would definitely not be my answer. And even if it was, it wouldn't be about this particular dream. It is one of my dreams to be a student executive before I leave uni. It's not something I got to become while I was in high school and I'm not ready to let the opportunity slip past me, now that I'm in university.

To Failure,I thought of you yesterday while I was in the middle of drifting to sleep and keeping hold of the conscious. When I thought of you, I felt fear race through my veins and grip my heart vise-like. The fear of you held me tight and I almost couldn't breathe. I thought about my second semester results that hasn't been released. I knew I had thrown in my best for the exams. I had gone sleepless nights, reading, memorizing, understanding. I wrote down all I knew in the exams. But the uncertainty of it all is depressing. What if I didn't write well? What if I fail? What if? And so, I kept praying and pleading last night. A mantra of “God, please. God, please” spilling from my lips till I slept off.

”You don't even have to be ’toxic’ to find yourself cut out of a loved one’s life. It's enough that you don't spark joy.”-UnknownThere's something I have been doing wrong for quite some time, even before I discovered minimalism and it's tenets. It was an aspect of my life that I had been misunderstanding for a while. It came as an ah-ha moment when recently, one of my friends said, “You are too quick to judge, too quick to cut people off.”

Well, this prompt was something I was going to write about on my first Hiversary or should I say my first Hive Birthday which is coming up on the 5th of May. But there is no right time to talk about it. It's something I would love to do again and again.