Well, it's gonna be 6 more months before another era of my life ends and a new one begins.
And I ain't exactly happy that it's all coming to an end.
You see, National Service, as much as all the BOYS hate it, is a hidden blessing for all the young males of Singapore.
It's when BOYS turn into MEN, really.
That has really been the case for me. I've turned from a hopeless weakling who crumbles under pressure into someone who stands a chance against what life throws at me and who is no longer fearful of pressure. The transformation hasn't been a smooth one but through all the rough times I've had and with the strength and sustenance Allah has granted me I've managed to pull through to become what I am today. Without Allah, surely I would've failed.
NS has exposed me to completely new situations and people that I haven't gotten the opportunity in civilian life to deal with and to learn from. Hardships I've never suffered before, shite so deep I had to wear scuba gear to get out of and people so full of shite they leave a trail of it everywhere they go. Yup, it was quite an ordeal at times but I wouldn't want it any different. Perhaps just maybe the way I've conducted myself.
But all those times and all the things I've done have brought me here anyway so I really have no regrets. Thinking of what-ifs and should-haves really is a terrible waste of time and thinking space in your mind. Things happen for a reason. Good things are from Allah's Grace and Mercy while bad things are from our weakness as humans. Just accept the things that have taken place, learn from it and move on.
Ya Rabb, please pardon the sins of our past, the ones which we know of and the ones which we don't.
So back to the the whole NS thing. It is really a pity looking at some of the guys at my station. The way they spend time in their NS life. Sleeping, playing with their phones, eating, escaping any sort of activity that places any amount of strain on their muscle fibres, having absolutely no respect for their elders let alone people of higher authority, doing whatever they want and not thinking of consequences and just plain not-giving-a-damn.
Here I am reaping so many benefits from this whole thing and there they are wasting this opportunity away.
Keng-ing through what is already a very fortunate and slack posting for NS, let alone SCDF. Oh how I wish I could just sit em' all down and make them realize what they're missing. What potential they have. If not, just knock them over with a baseball bat. Maybe it'll get into their heads by violent and sudden force.
Well, all I can do is to pray for the best in each and every one of their futures, really.
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I wonder what it'll take for me to be promoted to Staff Sergeant?
Hahahahahahahaha!
