Saturday, August 4, 2012
I can't feel you.
I have no idea how does it feels like not to have a mother at the age of me.
I mean, who would tell you what to do and what to don't?
Who would teach you how to cook?
Who would tell you how to behave when u're at other's house?
Who would correct your manners?
Who would uplift your spirit when you get low grades?
Who would sooth you when you're feeling down?
Who would be there when everyone else is turning around?
Who would clean your cut?
Who would take care of you when you're sick?
Who would? Who would??????? *tears drop*
I don't know how does it feels like not to have a mother. To my dear friend, honestly I can't feel you. I'm not in your shoes. It's a lie when people said that 'I feel you'. They don't even know what you've been through.
I heard that everytime Ramadan comes, you would feel sad. I'm puzzled. Why? But now I know. You lost your mom and now, it's your boy. No wonder.
When I see you and him together, I thought both of you will end up to a marriage. Since you told me you're going to the kursus perkahwinan with him.
But, man proposes, God disposes. Allah knows better. There's a silver lining behind all these. There is. It's just a matter of time.
And to all other people around, don't just blame her. You don't know what she had been through.
Today she might not cover her aurah properly. But who knows tomorrow she will. In fact better than you. I know you want to propagate the Islam. But in that way (using inappropriate words)? Forget it.
Sometimes, people would feel attracted by just looking at your noble akhlak. I admit that I fall for one because of his/her akhlak too. After all, action speaks louder than words.
To you know who you are, be strong. After all, life is not permanent. So does the happiness nor sorrow that we feel. It's just temporary.
Though we're not close, we're still saudara seIslam. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here. :)
p/s: Today is 4 August 2012. Hmm nothing.