I still do wonder how mother-daughter bond does work. I mean,
how can after you think you had the pressurized day ever, yet when you talk
with your mom everything seems so fine and there’s hope for anything that you’re
struggling about. Thank you Allah for mothers. They do really bright our day
and I pray to Allah when the time comes I can carry that particular big
responsibility as our mothers do because they are so strong and great in their
own way. I love you to the moon and back.
The entry about the summary of my Europe trip is almost
done. I knew I can never justify to the fullest the beauty of Alps by my
writing but I do really hope you get the beauty I’m trying to portray. If not,
it’s better for you to check the MAS online tickets to Swiss now and book.
Interlaken is such a place to visit. Hold my words on that, please. It’ll be
published soon, once the entry is done.
Since I have nothing else to write about my life, let me
briefly tell you about the stories and lesson learnt that I’ve read few days
back. Here they go;
1.
I was browsing through the internet when the
quotes of Umar Al-Khattab (my favourite caliph) caught my attention. it’s more
or less about solah, on how as a muslim, the solah (5 times daily prayers)
should never be neglected, regardless what because once you lost the feeling of
importance of it then you would lose everything. Coming from there, I kept my
reading about him during war and such. And there was a story about this man who went to the war
with him, and was badly injured. Then, he killed himself because he couldn’t
stand the pain. So when the sahabat addressed this to the prophet, he said that
the man will not be together with the syahids (the ones who died during the
war) because he killed himself; regardless he had fought wholeheartedly during
the war. Thus the point I’m seeing is whatever hopeless and painful the situation
is, we can never ever give up on ourselves and Allah.
2.
Then, I read through on my Umar died. He was
stabbed 6 times (according to the article) by this merciless man while the
sahabats and him were about to perform Subuh (fajr/early in the morning)
prayer. But the stabs didn’t stop them to perform the prayer at all, he even
asked one of the jemaahs there to be imam, replacing him because he was wounded
and bleeding. As the finished their prayer and rushed towards him, the first question
that Umar asked to them was “have you finished performing your prayer”? that
was the part my tears curb broken down, and there was waterfall overflowing my
cheeks. I meant, seriously? So there, we can see the difference of our
iman/faith right? And that is something I have to work on very hard and smart
on. I told this story right before we had our break-fast, and being me who owns
iman as thin as onion skin, (iman senipis kulit bawang), I just simply finished my pizza, soup and
coffee and talked daa daa daa before going up to perform my maghrib prayer. Yes,
that was not something that I proud of but hopefully together we work on our
solah/prayer all right.
So that’s it. Good night.
