In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful, Praise be to Allah Lord of The Universe.
The days are just getting shorter and shorter. Time flies so fast that one does not realize that school has ended this year, and for me, it ended with a lot of happy, tragic, unexpected, unfortunate, exciting things.
Let's start with the happy things:
Alhamdulillah, automation has finished officially. A million thanks to Pija and Yanie for handling the automation so well. And a million thanks to all the librarians for their commitment and their hardwork. After cataloging almost 10 000 books and cd's, we finally get some rest. No more staying at the library till late at night looking up the computer typing ISBN numbers, copying and doing the whole procedure over and over and over again. Never again will we have to look, stick, and selotape the stickers over and over and over again. But it was a fun run xD
Alhamdulillah I was given the title 'Ahli rumah terbaik keseluruhan' at my school. I guess all my participations was kinda worth it, regardless of my academic results.. hehe xD
Alhamdulillah, my school arranged a motivation for all form 1,2, and 4 students. At first, I thought it was such a drag. but since it was compulsory, I told myself that I should my mind set and try to get the best out of this motivation. And it was a really, really good one too! Conducted by MANTOP, a really good organization. The best and most effective slot was the slot by Uztaz Zamri
Alhamdulilllah, I gained new knowledge through the journey too. Getting to know people more, listen to more perspectives. Gaining more understanding about life from different point of views. Making me a person I am now. Being closer to people was the best part, because I get to understand the human mind more and more from observing different kinds of people.
Those are the good things that happened in these last few days of school that I could really remember.
Then there this one tragic and very unexpected event that occurred in my hostel.
Friend: Wey, bil, bangun bil. zainul meninggal.
*baru bangun tidur
Me : huh? amende nie?
Friend: george meninggal pagi tadi.
*masih mamai dan x dapat prosess, bgun tgok jam dah subuh, pegi surau.
*solat subuh, tgok org baca yaasin. *pelik dan masih ragu-ragu x percaya
Pergi ke bilik rawatan melihat satu jenazah atas katil diselaputi selimut dari kepala hingga ke hujung kaki.
Tengok orang sekeliling membaca yaasin. Mata air terkeluar. Baru percaya, dan mulalah semua kenangan yang pernah lalui bersama beliau muncul dalam fikiran. angkat kain tgok muka, pucat, biru. masih menangis.
rasa macam baru semalam bergelak ketawa dengan dia. Nampak yang dia sakit sejak kebelakangan ni, tapi tak sangka sampai begitu.
Maha Suci Allah, Allah lebih menyayanginya, Allah lebih mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk hambanya.
Yang sedihnya, aku tak dapat meminta maaf kepada dia.
Aku menangis, aku menangis sebab dia lah yang aku rasa paling banyak berdoa kepadaku ketika PMR dulu.
Aku ajar Zainul,
"menyebut adalah satu doa, jadi, setiap kali kita bertembung, senyum dan sebut 9A".
Jadi, setiap kali kita bertembung, kita akan sama memberi salam, dan menjawab salam dan menyebut 9A. dan berkat doa itulah aku mendapat 9A.
'Ya Allah, kau cucurilah rohnya dengan ramat-Mu, kau ampunkanlah segala dosa-dosanya dan kau tempatkanlah dia di kalangan orang-orang yang soleh.'
These are things that have happened recently and honestly, the death of Allahyarham is the most remembered.
"keep calm when things go wrong, maybe Allah has a bigger plan than I had for myself, because Allah is the best planner"
Redha, and have faith in Qada' and Qadar.