Chapter One

There were 4 books in the room. Some thick, some thin, and some that looked like the thickness could vary as you turn the page.

One particular book had 4 chapters. 3 guys were settling nicely into their newly-rented flat in Bishan and all excited about school term that's starting. It was a new phase of their lives in the next 4 years to delve into medical research in a foreign land.

Another book was filled with grey clouds, but the sun was struggling to peek up from behind. The cover seemed to hint of a trace of hope amidst the storm. The first chapter revealed the dramas of a betrayal that led to the disruption of a peaceful life. A life that was contented with family, love and friends. A life that have since been plagued by sleepless nights and countless pains to the physical body. Yet the body is not giving up, struggling to overcome.

The third book was dark, pitch-black. From chapter one, it is not known absolutely how long it will take before we reach the last chapter, but, the conclusion is already sealed. We can only pray and hope that it will be a long and God-merciful journey before the last page is reached.

The last book was closest to heart. The step towards a foreign land which could last between one to five chapters. It appears to contain the most exciting chapters among all the books, but it can only be so if the Almighty is the author of the contents.

Are we allowing God to be the author of our lives?