Send off

Multiple times and countless hours I have spent at the airport, sending off my parents and more often than not - wet with tears.

The most annoying thing that could happen is having a family friend tag along and then be so busily keeping up with your parents that you hardly could get a decent conversation the final few hours together. 

We had a great month together, I was so blessed with so much help. My cousin was around, F came home every 2 weeks. Overwhelmed. 

And like electricity. Some one turned the switch off and I was left alone. Its a painful process but I endure it anyway. Walk around with a big smile, cause people don't know the things I go through. Surely they have bigger problems than me.

I had a great August too Tisha. 

The clouds remind me

On bright, cloudy days I think of you, I still do. But once the temperament of the clouds change, more emotional, more deep and darker in color. I get a bit mental. And opt to think about Him instead. I instill the anxiety and fear I should have as I look up. Tiny. Helpless. On judgement day, the angels will come down in a huge cloud, they come down as His witness.

Will I survive his wrath? 

Will my connection with the Prophet be enough to save me?

Al-Baqarah, 210 : 

They do not wait aught but that Allah should come to them in the shadows of clouds along with the angels, and the matter has (already) been decided : and all matters are returned to Allah.

You rock, your own boat.

Getting in the groove

How was your raya? I drove to Kendong the night of raya, after skipping happily from work early for an undeserving shoe shopping session - which I have lost cupboard space to hide my latest pruchase from F of recent. It was that time of the month again, this time I had great company to eat KFC and share stories while teething into the piping hot savoury chicken. In the car. Its amazing how I always discover new things about my friends, even after 6 years of friendship. Thank you, H.

Fell asleep at home tired and cramping like crazy and after I read of the much expected accident along the road to Nilai. Two accidents, at that. Snooze snooze lazy lazy.

Finally headed out at 7:30, and sipped happily on the iced milo in the car. Hesitant - not wanting to fill up my tank just in case theres another accident along the way. The roads were clear and the takbir was playing.. Wow, I thought. My first undisturbed and focused takbir session in solitude. 

I arrived soon after, clear traffic. Hugging Mika upon arrival, I took out a pack of popping fire crackers and tought the little man the temporary excitement the world offers the night of Eid. This year, it was all about me Mika. When you get older I will try to do more for you ok?