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Bertabahlah hati...

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I read this on my sis's FB status and it tore my heart : "Membongkar khazanah peninggalannya setelah lima bulan dia pergi..hati tersentuh kerana ada sesuatu yang berharga rupanya ditinggalkan untuk ibunya yang tidak sempat diluahkannya..teringat soalannya 4 hari sebelum dia pergi.."kalau adik mati mak nangis tak? jawapannya dik..hingga hari ini kolam airmata mak belum kering..al Fatihah.."

Part 2 : tinggalkan kisah hatimu....

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Dah dah takmo sesedey lagik...life goes on, tak pasal aku bawak negative vibes kt sini kang...aku pun jenis tak leh serius lelama walau dlm hati byk taman astakona. Setiap kita ada cerita tersendiri, ada bahagian masing2 di dunia ini. Setiap yg berlaku ada hikmahnya, kita yang hidup jadikan iktibar. Jadi mari kita jalan2 ke East Cost. Masa pergi of course tak kena dgn musim, hujan cats and dogs sepanjang jalan. Tapi kita dah janji, kita nak melawat Kak Yah n famili, we tagged emak along sib baik lah emak buleh gagahkan diri bawak jenjalan dis time. Wet yet beautiful morning at Setiu. Ada foggy-foggy lagik. It is so nice to wake up in the mornin and inhale a fresh breathe of air. Aku dream-dream nak settle down kt umah celah2 bukit bukau cenggini. Dah tak larat nak sedut udara beracun Klang Valley lagi wehhhh...sbb tu aku suka beno klu dpt escape sekali sekala kt umah akak aku ni....kt kaw. ni ramai retirees yg buat umah sepelaung2 dr umah org, very the privacy one, tp awas ...

Setiu revisited pt 1. Kisah hati....

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 Kisah Hati...   E ven time won't heal when you lost someone you love so dearly at heart. You can keep yourself busy with the house chores, doing some errands, etc. etc. but you just CAN'T get over with. And the memorable moments that you've shared with her/him will haunt you for the rest of your life. Now I know how it feels. My very own dear sister lives with tears every single day since her darling Hazim passed away. But how could she not? When she was cooking at the kitchen she swore she could still saw Hazim running here and there nearby, strangely talking about heaven non-stop few days before he left her forever, asking her mom whether he'll be in heaven or not if he died....when she was at the study area, she swore she could still saw him writing like a scholar when she told her son he'll be in heaven if he'd be a good boy, after she finished her solat, Hazim would approached her and gave a big hug and kiss saying he loved her so so biggg... and at nig...

In Loving Memory...

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Kehilangan insan tersayang memang amat memedihkan. Hanya yang mengalaminya yang tahu bagaimana perasaannya. I've lost my Ayah belasan tahun yang lalu, hampir lupa bagaimana perasaannya bila diberitahu Ayah dah meninggal. But for sure I didn't shed a single tear on the spot. I just felt like I was in some empty spaces like that. When I reached home and only saw an empty van jenazah, without his body (baru saja dikebumikan), and bila pergi bilik air and I saw his cloth in a laundry basket, I gathered them and hugged and kissed them as if I hugged my father, then only, I cried my heart out. I swear I could smell him, as if he was there when I did that. And I hoarsely whispered, 'Maafkan kita Ayah'. I was 21 then. And Years after that.... Hari Khamis 15th Sept, memang ingat nak balik kampung. Pulang dari kerja nak ambil Ammar ngan Aly, I received a phone call from my niece, saying my elder sister, Kak Yah satu family met with an accident. It was bad. Her kids, Insyirah cede...