My NYSC Khaki dreams come true!

Unapologetically, I’m blushing excitedly as I am finally about to don my NYSC khaki! If you missed it, read My NYSC Khaki Dreams Shattered . Only then will you understand my delight.

Despite expecting it, it feels surreal. My anticipation wassky-high, I was beaming in excitement, but the sight of my NYSC call-up letter got me teary - my desired state was not on it.

Before then, the servers were down due to congestion asevery registered prospective corps member was struggling to see their call-up letters. My patience worethin as I unsuccessfully tried to access my dashboard using my phone and personal computer for almost a millionth time.

My friend also tried to check for me when I narrated my ordeal to her while we were on call, and suddenly, she screamed, ‘Lilian!’

It dawned on me that something was up.

 

In her jocular manner, she asked if I wanted her to breakthe news or forward the screenshot of her discovery. My mind was reeling with eagerness. With a deep breath, I told her that I needed to compose myself. The suspense was palpable and without further notice, she said, 'You've been posted to Katsina!'

 

Another wave of disappointment hit me like a ton of bricks as I screamed ‘Haewww!’. I felt instant weakness, goose bumps, and fever-like chills. Tears streamed down my face, and I ended the call. Yet again, Sweet Lilian was tainted with bitterness. That night, sleep eluded me as I tried to find silver linings. 

Despite my exhaustive search for happiness, no bright spots were apparent. But then, a few carefully selectedwords from a friend jolted me out of my gloom: 'CONGRATULATIONS, you are now a corps member!'

For a moment, I realized that indeed, this is worthy of celebration, even though my anxieties had lingered andsuccessfully distracted me from the actual gist. The rush of adrenalin that caused my disappointment was instantly replaced with unthinkable excitement. My response was the problem.

Instead of being grateful for reaching this milestone, I was ungracious for not getting my desired state. I allowed my housefly mentality to dominate my bee mentality. 

Immediately, I chastised myself for my churlishness and shifted my perspective. With newfound graciousness, I acknowledged God and accepted my fate.

After all, this was indeed a fantastic accomplishment!

Like magic, my excitement was reignited. Suddenly, the stress of preparation was transformed into sweet anticipation as I thought about the possibilities with an open mind. I could not help but incorporate my happy dance routine into my packing process. This new mindset turned the entire experience into a thrilling adventure!

 

In the end, gratitude is the secret sauce that turns our lives into a beautiful, savoury dish. When we embrace every experience with optimism, even those that do not align with our plans, we unlock a new realm of happiness. 

Everything happens for a reason, and the best way to honour that is to embark on each journey with an open heart and an eagerness to learn. So, stay tuned as I document my adventures in the bustling Multi-Purpose Youth Centre/NYSC Camp Km4 Old Mani Rd, Katsina State.

 

I'd love to hear about your NYSC posting and the emotional journey that unfolded when you opened your call-up letter!

Remember, we all have unique stories, and your NYSC experience is a truly special one!

 

Congratulations to all corps members in this stream!

 

…..Sweet Lilian