“Every self will taste death. You will be paid your wages in full on the Day of Rising. Anyone who is distanced from the Fire and admitted to the Garden, has triumphed. The life of this world is only the enjoyment of delusion,”
As I’m writing this entry, I’m lying on my back on the floor where I’m working part time, taking short break before starting my next shift which is in about an hour. Naturally I’d kill some time with a short nap, a thorough instagram and twitter scrolling session but today’s weather is not convenient for a comfortable nap. I scrolled instead. Twitter and instagram are still flooding with pictures of one of my late batch mates. Our fellow batchmate has drowned while trying to cross a river in Saitama prefecture and passed away last Thursday. The sudden news was devastating, shocking enough that some people found it hard and refused to believe it at first. He was so young, but this is not the main reason why most people were crushed. He was a man with good characters, a good friend, and a very good son and brother. I wasn’t very close to him yet I’ve never heard any bad stories about him. You see, this might sound normal to many people, but I find it rather extraordinary. I admit, stories travel faster when you are in a small circle, and everyone knows a little bit of everything. having people talk bad around you is normal, having people NOT saying anything bad about you is truly, an achievement of some sort. Macam hebat gila kan? He is the first one in my batch to go and meet the Creator. The first one, and Allah took one of the best. Personally i have lost another batch mate when I was 15, and the feeling was the same. A cold pang in the heart. I’m not writing this as a tribute but rather a simple pondering session I wanted to share.
Death is inevitable. the void, the pain, the people you leave behind. Something definite, a promise. We are all bound to it. It is just a matter of time. And God’s timing is always right. Bila fikir pasal amalan diri sendiri..memang sangat kurang dan masih belum cukup. Masih belum kukuh. Dan masih belum teguh. Rasanya kalau diri ni sebuah rumah, goncang sikit pun boleh roboh. Sebab apa? We tend to depend merely on the base. But we never pay attention to little cracks and any leakage, or maybe we did but we chose to ignore them. Astaghfirullahalazim (ketuk kepala sendiri)
When we die, nobody cares if you get straight A’s or if you own a sports car or big house. It all comes down to your character and your deeds. I’m not saying straight A’s is not important but that’s not the goal of your life. Worldly posession is not the ultimate goal of life (also my shopping mantra :p)
The point is, no hardships ever go to waste in Allah’s eyes,
no tears and cries ever went unheard,
no prayers went unanswered.
And loss, is never really a loss.
There is always a blessing in disguise, a message. Life is very short and temporary indeed..And the world beyond this life has much much more to offer. This is a reminder for myself,
And for those who are overwhelmed by this crazy, crazy world we are living in.
Al Fatihah. Jannah awaits you, Dewa 🙂
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