Thank you.

Today, we were late to class. This is an unusual class as lecture slides are rated the most captive, projecting both simplicity and modernistic, and not to mention, the teacher herself is unusual, with her glass of water she carries every lecture and sips in between, her precision in time, her craze over all gadgets that have that one-mouth-bitten apple symbol on them, her dislike of being rudely approached without prior appointment through emails, her egoism of liking to chase late comers off lecture halls and her young look that may trick you into believing that she is none other than another pharmacy student. And so, we were late to class.


Being the last among 3 to shut the door, we made eye contact and the rest of the class just stared up on me to anticipate another lecture mishap. My heart shouted a silent SHIT and as I was preparing the worse to apologise and walk back out, she continued, 'you may proceed to the front row if u wish.' No time for second thought, it's like rain poured over desert. Thank god! After all, it's her last lesson, this semester, perhaps my undergraduate years.


I like the way her powerpoint can be so different, so child-ish, not childish I meant, but it's design in such that even a kid can be made understand of the fact that she wish to convey. I'm amazed, yet too rushed to admire by the hassle of jotting down important points for exam's sake.


It was a brief lecture covering 2 topics. Precisely on time, as promised. And then, she projected her custom-made video which is of a glimpse of few seconds on topics which will be covered in quiz and final exam as always. And as always, we all failed to capture. Yet, still a nice video. Haha.


At the very near end but not the end of the class, good luck is what she wished. And at the very end of the class, she blurted, 'I would like to thank you, yes you, for everything.' And the class clapped. I couldn't help not to smile, for I kept reminded myself to stay calm, stay professional, your're in front of her. Obviously, I failed. And as I peeped at her face, I see her clapping and smiling too. Yikes, I was happy. More than happy, I was touched. Thank you too, Dr Aisyah. I am sure, you're one perfectionist too.


Of storms and rains, never stop anticipating that there is still sunshine. Sunshine through the rain. (: