I got home to a bunch of papers on the desk. There was a stack of 3 neatly printed copies of an application form. I went nearer to the desk and held it up. They were Mr Husband’s application letter for the Hadiah Latihan Persekutuan (HLP)
“At least we are heading somewhere” I reassured myself.
Every year thousands of applicants in Malaysia aspiring to pursue their Masters studies in their chosen field of interest would apply for the government scholarship (HLP). Once granted the HLP, one would have to go through either a series of exams or interviews to get into their programme.
I tried it last year out of interest. My colleague and I wanted to see how hard the entrance exam was. We both got the HLP but we both flunked the test as well. It was a half-hearted attempt actually. ironically, we were not saddened at all. in fact, there was a huge sigh of relief – for not getting it. Ha ha. I was not ready to become a specialist.
There’s too much responsibility. I was enjoying myself too much as a Medical Officer and a mother.
This year, I gave Mr Husband the greenlights to apply. Knowing the challenge that I’ll be getting myself in – the test of Time, Loyalty, Patience and Love from a distance, I think it is worth a shot. Getting the HLP would bring him a step closer to the programme and once he succeeds in getting a spot, that is when the real obstacle begins.
Allah is fair. He tests His beings with circumstances that He deems fit. While Mr Husband and I are lucky to be financially strong to begin with, we have our hiccups in trying to fit some Time with Hazeeq and even of each others company. But we try. We know that it is not going to be easy but the fruits of our sacrifice would be InsyaAllah worthwhile once its ripe.
Good luck to all applicants of HLP. May the force be with you.