Four days ago, I received my CFA level 3 result, and I was barely on the borderline of receiving the congratulations email, but unfortunately, I received the regret one. I was awestruck as I neither cried nor got upset; I just kept uttering that there would be more effort to exert, and it was only a postponing, as it would come to an end “success”. The journey is never smooth, as we are meant to pay upfront before receiving anything valuable in this life. I want to vent about catharsis no more. I am blessed, as I passed levels 1 and 2 easily, and maybe I was bragging about it, so this was a slap in a positive way. Ostensibly, human beings discover their abilities through experiencing straitened circumstances, and it is how we evolve, prosper, and mature. My life is usually full of paradoxes and contradictions hailing from such a far-flung place, “the Upper”, with no robust educational system; only a mediocre person belongs to the middle class with all the difficulties. As Robert Frost once said,
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep before I go to sleep and miles to go before I go to sleep.
BRAINCHILD 