A Year Is Ending, and I Am Still Learning.

Another year is quietly coming to an end, and a new one is standing just a few days away. There was a time when a year felt long, heavy, slow. Now it feels like it passes in a blink. After a certain age, time starts moving differently. Faster. Sharper. You don’t even realise when January turns into December again.

I remember myself as a school kid, going to school every day, carrying that bag, looking at college-going students with curiosity and hope. Back then, I always thought life would become better when I grow up. When I become a college student, I’ll have freedom, fun, confidence. I saw college students laughing, roaming, living freely, and I believed that was the peak of life.

Now I am that age.
And yes, it is fun. But it is also serious. Life starts asking questions slowly, silently. With every year, responsibilities don’t knock loudly, they just appear. You start thinking about your future, your direction, your place in the world. Life begins to feel real.

This year made me realise that life happens in stages. I am now standing at a stage where I have just one semester left of my BSc. One more semester and I’ll be a graduate. And after that, I’ll officially enter the unemployed phase. It sounds funny when I say it like this, but it’s also the reality for many of us. We laugh about it, but somewhere inside, we know it’s a phase we all will face.

Everyone lives life differently. Everyone has their own pace, their own meaning, their own way of surviving. I am not talking about anyone else. I am just talking about mine.

This year had everything. Good days, bad days, happy moments, sad phases. If I look back honestly, the year started with sadness. There were moments when things felt heavy. Then slowly, life became better. A good phase came. And now, as the year is ending, I can say it feels mixed. Not fully happy. Not fully sad. Just real.
A few days ago, it was my birthday. I knew the date. I was aware of the day. But nothing really happened. No big celebration. No noise. And that’s okay. Life doesn’t always celebrate you loudly. Sometimes it just lets the day pass quietly, and you learn to be okay with that.
A funny thing about me is that till class 10th, I didn’t even know my correct date of birth. I used to celebrate my birthday on 3rd December. Later, I got to know it is actually on 20th December. Life corrected that too. This year, I celebrated knowing the correct date, even if nothing special happened.

Academically, this year I gave two semesters. Saying that feels like an achievement, until you realise every year has two semesters. Nothing new there. But Alhamdulillah, both semesters went well, and that matters. I should be honest here. I mostly start studying properly only when the datesheet comes. That habit hasn’t changed much. I delay, I procrastinate, I panic, and then I study.
But one thing changed this year. During my 4th semester, I attended college regularly. That itself was something new for me. The reason behind that is a secret. I was following someone’s orders, and that part will stay between me and life. But because of that, I experienced college differently this time. And I have decided that in my last semester, I will attend college regularly again, InshaAllah. I want to document it. Capture moments. Make memories. Me and my two friends, Kamran and Tanvir. I want to remember my last semester, not just pass it.
The most beautiful thing that happened this year was my sister’s wedding. Nothing can replace that moment. It was emotional. It was happy. It was overwhelming. Watching my elder sister start a new life, seeing her leave our home to go to her home, changed something inside me. That moment taught me how fast time really moves. No matter how tough or confusing the year was, that moment alone makes this year special.
This year, me and my friends didn’t really go on trips. No planned trips. Just one random one. But I remember April very clearly. That was probably my worst phase of the year. I was not okay. I called my friends and told them let’s go somewhere, please. We went to Pampore. That day, something inside me settled. Whenever they are with me, my mind forgets bad things. I never told them this directly, but they are life savers. I know we’ll always be there for each other, even without saying much.

I have many things to say about this year. Many memories. Many thoughts. But right now, I feel tired of typing. Maybe some things are meant to stay inside. For now, I’ll say this. I have two dreams at the moment. A dream bike and a camera. In academics, things are still unclear. Even I don’t fully know what I’ll do next. And maybe that’s okay. Life doesn’t give answers all at once.

Every year teaches something. This year taught me patience. It taught me that life doesn’t always go as planned. It taught me that happiness and sadness come together. It taught me that friends matter more than we say. Family moments matter more than achievements. And time matters more than we realise.

This was the year.
Some memories stayed.
Some faded.
Some I can’t even remember properly now.
At the end of this year, I can say one thing honestly , I learned many things. Not from books, not from exams, but from life itself. I learned that time doesn’t wait for anyone. I learned that phases come and go. I learned that some days you survive, some days you live, and both matter. I learned that family moments stay longer than achievements, that friends silently save you without knowing it, and that growth doesn’t always look like success. Sometimes growth looks like patience, confusion, and still moving forward. This year didn’t give me everything I wanted, but it gave me understanding. And maybe that’s enough for now.

Khair, kuch nhi.

Another year is ending.
Life moves on.

(many things I knew but I didn’t write because I forgot 🤣, maybe I’ll write them in the next blog… or maybe not, why should I)

Also, I still don’t understand why you people aren’t reading or following my blog… but it’s okay, I’ll keep writing anyway 😭