Last Night #MyCorperDiary#day20

This is the last night in the orientation camp. There are mixed feelings in the atmosphere. We want to stop the parade, the morning meditations in the intense cold, the endless queues, column of dusty air, the uniforms, the lack of privacy, the watery soups, rude faces and wrong impressions. At the same time, we don't want to leave our friends, the constant meals, the transient liberty, the fun, competitions, social gatherings, exercises, handy and cheap laundry services, new faces, new passion.

The night started with a burnfire. People danced around, took pictures and after a while reality started dawning. The face you see today, you might see no more. For the rest of the night, people were moving in twos. I could tell they were exchanging final words and perhaps final affection. Soon I moved from the arena to the hall with a friend. We continued to chat while I accessed the situation with one eye. The chairs had been cleared out to produce a dancing floor. I'm not sure of this was intentional, but it seemed like the best idea for such a night. In twos as usual, they started perfuming their last dances. The steps seem to be well coordinated. I can say the steps were coincidentally in synchrony with the music. They were all actually dancing to the rhythms of the heart.

I am sure several 'signs and wonders' would have transpired but as our judiciary will say 'I do not have substantial evidence to make comments or convictions at the moment. As a matter of fact, lightout was pushed ahead by a few minutes. That is a greater gift for some than a timely allawee.

For me, I had mixed feelings too. A few more people I wanted to get closer to but I hadn't even said my first hello. A lot of people I wanted more time with and take away a pinch of their motivation. There remains a lot of goodness not done, nice words not spoken, great complement not given, bright smile not shared, gentle wave not raised. Though i've got some contacts, they'll never feel like a chat with accompanied with a gaze.

Sometimes, life is fueled by the desire to cover up missed chances. However, we just have to proceed with the hope that we have met everyone fate wanted us to meet and done all we ought to do at this time if we want to live without regret.