The past three days have been utter madness at class chalet despite the less-than-expected turnout. Not to be demeaning but I'm glad the party number diminished because any more and the crowd would have been divided into fragmented cliques. So we are back in school with a plenitude of inside jokes and certainly a stronger bond forged through the three days and two nights huddled together.

And still looking ahead, there is so much murky waters lurking ahead and so much uncertainty staining our once-pristine white canvas and yet we have only one way to march forward, armed with fortitude and perseverance. This is going to be one of the most arduous climbs we are about to embark on but when have we never said that about some new ostensibly-degrading obstacle we have to triumph.

So just close your eyes and never lose your sight even in the peak of darkness. And still I'm finding my way and breathe of life, like a fish out of water, moments left wandering this struggle, moments left treasuring this challenge.

The year stores many promises and dreams for us to fulfill.

And regrets to let go, stories to unfold.