...what would it be and why? I laughed out loud with appreciation and joy when I finally got to this question on the application form. Finally. A job I would love to get. Still nowhere near what I know I could do if everything fell into place in my lap, pre-ordained. And yet... I really pray that I get this job. Doing the best I can. Trusting in Allah... not waiting for arbitrary good times like a full moon, that was yesterday. Just trusting in Allah that I get a job that doesn't hurt my pride or dignity or self-respect. I'm sorry, I just don't want to be a cleaner. And I deserve what I want and why the hell can I not aim high and expect You'll give it to me? You gave me ENLP and that was something I didn't even know to want. You gave me Farhat Aunty who was the means for my hope and for my financial kick-start for the courses. You brought me here to London and in a year you've granted me my sanity back. You've given me friends when I...