I don't even know how to begin this post. All I'm sure about is that this Ramadhan is the most heartbreaking one I've had. I hold this beautiful month so close to my heart because it is all about Our beloved creator--His mercy, love and compassion; it gives us Muslims the opportunity to reflect, ask for forgiveness, be a better Muslim and be closer to Him. It is a beautiful time for families to gather together for food, and most importantly for prayers.

The recent tragic events in Islamic countries, if you've seen/heard the news, is.. unbearable.

I don't understand what's happening to the Ummah anymore.

I feel so helpless.

Lost

Long time no blog, I see.

The thing is I do have so much to say but I don't know if I should say it. It's bits and bobs here and there, it's thoughts not quite figured, it's opinions that seemingly isn't important, it's feelings I don't want to delve into, it's emotions I don't want to deal with.

I feel like lately I am just a ball of all sorts of things that isn't quite right.

I do hope I get to be myself soon.




Til then.

Hi, Al

There's a friend I really miss
He smiled that favorite smile just a few nights ago in my dreams
The conversation that went on, I cannot recall
But that grin I pray means he is well
That he sees how adorable his little boy and beautiful wife is
That everyone he loves here misses him and prays for him
That life has been different since he left..


But we smile, we laugh, we live, we try
Not because we no longer care

The truth is
we know soon it's the destination
where we know we'll unite.


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Here's a little something I wrote for you, Al. I hope you get to read this. I miss you, we miss you everyday. You had me waiting 14 months but thanks for visiting me in my dreams, it meant the whole world to me.


P.S. Your little boy has cheeks that can carry a ship. Still missing you, but the "happy" miss.