I had a burning ambition to be an Erasmus Mundus scholar. My laser focus aimed at 2021 as the year of receiving the prestigious acceptance letter. I should obtain it by the age of 25 years old: that is how my prideful assiduousness wanted to take the spotlight.

I have always been intrigued, fascinated, and engrossed with the concept of time – only to realize that my understanding of it is flat-out incorrect. (I was naked dressed in pride: I kept on swatting a playful mosquito with both of my hands, but it continuously eluded me.)

Time is not actually linear: there is no beginning and end. The past is not yet finished, the present extends beyond now, and the future is not far away. Everything is happening everywhere all the time. All realities are existing all at once.

Who we are is shaped by time and space.

We learn a lot from those who we spend a lot of time with, and we constantly reinvent ourselves according to the culture of our current location.

Learning exists anywhere and everywhere: it does not stop when we part ways with our schoolmates, and when we are not in traditional classroom settings.