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Day 41
Sunday, April 11, 2010

11APR10

A few days back, we were playing with fireworks at a place nearby school that overlooks a water body. It was fun and I really enjoyed myself very much. The beautiful sparks and brightened the sky always seemed to disappear so quickly, making the joy very short lived. Somehow, this feeling of sorrow overwhelmed whenever the sparks died out. And then, another wave of joy would come in when another bunch of the fireworks are lit. They weren't as nice as those we see during National Day or during New Year Countdowns, and rather mundane as all the patterns were the same.

Today is our last full day left in Wuhan, for tomorrow morning we'll embark on our journey back home. Our 6 weeks here, are much like those beautiful fireworks we played with. The sadness I felt when i bid goodbye to my loved ones and the excitement I felt when the plane finally landed in the Wuhan Airport. But right now it's different, very different. The reluctance to leave this country is undeniable. 42 days is not a long duration, neither a short period of time. During these days, I have unknowingly grown to like the sights and sounds of this foreign land.

I admit though, the utterly cold weather on our first week here was unbearable. It was warlike every time we had to leave our room. Just to go out for dinner, we had to brave the strong winds and occasional rain. During the little snowfall we experienced, the weather was even colder. Then, I felt really homesick. I yearned for the warm comfort of home. Even if Singapore were to be of a burning hot 35 degrees Celsius then, I also wouldn't mind a bit.

Gradually, the weather got warmer, and so did our friendships with each other. I became friends with the coursemates from the other semester, while got to know more and became even better friends with the mates in my semester. Ironically, it is those little little moments that make us bond magically.

Every new experience I have, every new obstacle I face, I share them with these people here. It them who have also made this period enjoyable and special. I will miss the times here very much. Goodbye, Wuhan Science and Technology University.

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