Dear mom,
Forgive me for i have failed you with this stupid stubborn heart.
O Allah,
Everyday I prayed for you to ease my way..
If this is the way that I should follow,
I shall follow..
Never that i doubt your faith,
And will never do.
Love,
Bulan
P/s: I am tired of singing the wrong direction... Thought this one was right...
I woke up lazily this morning
to help ibu to prepare for sahur.
At first, bila ibu kata "Flight MAS kena tembak kat Ukraine,"
The words just go through my head inside out.
Then, the word 'MAS' masuk balik dalam kepala.
"MAS? My boss went to India by MAS" i talked to myself.
Oh.. The incident happened at Ukraine.
Phew.
Lagipun my boss balik sabtu.
Double phew.
After that I switched on the tv to see what's on the news.
MH17..blablabla..flight from Amsterdam.
Wait.
Amsterdam.
Thursday.
M (quiet a close friend of mine when I was study) is coming back from Amsterdam on Thursday.
I felt like my heart stop beating for a second
Then it started beating fast.
Ya Allah please say he's not in there.
"Bu.. M balik dari Amsterdam harini.. "
My voice was shaking.
I tried to hold myself from breaking into tears.
Who should i check with?
Whatsapp group! - Nobody answered.
Perhaps they haven't woke up yet.
His girlfriend!
I asked his bestfriend to ask his bestfriend's girlfriend to check with his girlfriend. - He didn't wake up yet too!
Gosh. What should i do?
I should check his twitter.
Alhamdulillah.. His last tweet was 7 hours ago 'safely back in Malaysia'
I couldn't say how much I relieved after reading that.
I couldn't imagine how's the reaction of the next of kin of the passengers.
Oh Allah,
Please ease their feelings.
Please protect people that are close to me from such shocking incident.
Love,
Bulan
There is a road,
A road not taken?
I don't know..
But as far as I have walked
It was a beautiful road
It fulls of flowers
And butterflies
Though some of the flowers might have thorns;
One of the reason I don't dare to pluck it.
Yet I touched it sometime
It was beautiful and irresistible
One day..
I decided to look back
To see how far have i gone
As I turned my back
I saw all the flowers are dying
The environment have become gloomy
I have gone so far..
Shouldn't I be sad if I had to stop after walking this far?
But I shouldn't continue if I was a poison to this place
As I continued my journey a little further,
I came to a tiny path
A path which I absolutely don't know where will it brings me to
But far from this road
I have to cut a few of the flowers on the side of this beautiful road in order to get to the tiny path
And the thorns might hurt myself
Somehow, I believe I should take this path
Before I ruined the beautiful road even more
May someone better come to take care of the beautiful road....
Love,
Bulan
