I was at the second last row for taraawiih prayers and I was thinking to myself :
You know what. It was too hard for you to join the jemaah for the past few years.
You’ll be anywhere at the back for now.
But maybe, just maaybe, one day He’ll make it easy for you to be at the front row. Allahumma aamiin.
I sort of believed that these unpleasant news kept coming in to keep me sane.
It was like a ‘Eureka’ moment for me. I thought to myself ‘So this is what make mothers strong ey….’
Love, baby, love.
Apparently, I found strength from the misfortunate events of my loved ones.
Sort of like ‘I need to be strong to be able to be there for them’.
A kind of a blessing too. My energy focussing on them to the extent that I can’t even dwell into my feelings for far too long for the misfortunate events in my life.
Drama sangat semuannya.
“If you are soaked, the drizzle won’t affect you.”
❤ اللهم آجرنا في مصيبتنا واخلفنا خيرا منها
Kalau tidak kerana diuji dengan penyakit ini.
Tidak akan ku sedar nikmat seteguk air.
Ku lupa nikmat fikiran yang aman.
Akan ku sia-siakan masa lapangku,
kerana ku tidak tahu sebenarnya nilai sesaat itu.