My Dear..

I wish I could have done more.
I wish I had given you more support as a friend.
I wish I could be there to comfort you.
I wish I can call you to hear your voice and know that you're ok.
I wish I could see you to know that you are doing fine.

But who am I to you?
Who am I to call you everyday?
Who am I to constantly be there for you?

SMS, I can. But how many SMS should I send?
I'm afraid that I'm stepping over the line..which might push you away..
For I know, that space is what you need right now.

And that is why I pray...
I pray that you'll be ok.
I pray that you and your family will cruise through this tough time.
I pray that arwah will rest in peace.

This is your time of suffering.
Sometimes I wonder when my time will be.
How I will carry through Allah SWT's test.
But I dare not delve into this matter now.
What I learn from all this is that I should cherish my parents.
To be thankful for still being able to see my parents everyday.
It's a wake up call. A call that I, we as humans, need to be reminded of once in a while.
For life is short, and we never know who will go next..

Until we meet again. My dear, I hope that you take good care of yourself.


**A close friend's dad left this world earlier this week. Al-fatihah to his dad. May he rest in peace and tergolong dlm org2 yg beriman....Ameen. **

*** I doubt this friend is reading this. But if he does, Alhamdulillah. Pls do take care of yourself ok!***