




Everything is over. Finally come to the end of my fruitful university life. Feeling lost and empty; don’t know what to do, where to go. Everyone is talking about going back home, pending to do a great job. But I am still standing at the cross road and looking for my compass.
Feeling bad since came back from my trip with my dad and sister. Those wrinkles on my father’s face keep remaining me that my parents are getting older and older. His hair is getting less and less while his tummy is getting bigger and bigger. He is not energetic anymore. He used to be a speedy person; I used to shout at him and ask him to wait for me. But I am now the one who have to stop and wait for him. Everytime when I stare at his weary body, tears are shedding in my heart. I understand this is the life process which everyone has to experience. How great it would be if the clock can stop at this moment.
Even not a single hair grows on your scalp, and maybe you will be slower than a snail. Bear in mind that you are always the giant in my heart forever.