God has His ways…
(Wow, since when this blog page become so canggih? )
It has been a whirlwind month for me. Having a career really vex its toll on me. In September alone I have been absence for three days, oops understatement… four including today. Oh don’t get me started please.
God has his ways in testing us. And we are constantly reminded that at one point God will test us till we question “Why me?”, but try asking yourself this question, “Why NOT me?” . I woke up today thinking that it’d be just another ordinary day but felt a little bit uneasy though instinctively. Got into the car, started driving and singing along to Lagu Raya; yes, it was just another routine… not until my stomache churned like mad and I thought I was going to sh** in my pants! And you know when was this? When I was stuck in a massive jam on my way to work! I ended up getting my ‘business’ done at a petrol station and decided to skip work. Scared that my salary will be deducted for the day, I went to a private clinic in PJ to obtain a medical cert. I was so consumed by my aching squash I have forgotten to display the stupid parking coupon (which I have paid RM100 in advance). After being slammed with a RM45 medical bill I hurriedly paced towards Alya, only to find she had been pasted with a RM100 ticket on its screen! I thought I’d passout right there and then. All and all my diarrhea cost me RM145! I should have stayed at home when I felt uneasy this morning…I should have relied on my instinct… This is quite a ’soi’ day for me. Dugaan… MPPJ sucks big time!
As you all know, my best buddy Anis has safely delivered her first born, namely Ahmad Zahrin Umair. I missed her delivery by 15 minutes! On September 14th, after I was done with my class at MELTA, I rushed to Annur because Anis texted me in the wee hours saying that she was already admitted. When I got there she was infact in the labor room already. Oh boy, if only you could see how she struggled with the labor pain…at one point I regretted that I went in but at the same time I was glad that I could comfort her even by the means of only rubbing her hand. Her parents were there, her in-laws and of course Zahirul, her hubby. He remained cool like he’s been doing this forever, this was probably due to the fact that he anticipated the whole situation when they took the antenatal class together. Way to go daddy! When I was accompanied by Anis’s parents, I could see the worries on their slightly wrinkled faces. At the same time from the tone of their voice I could detect hint of excitement. One thing I knew our parents love us unconditionally, they’ve been in the hospital since morning and Anis’s delivery was around berbuka time (that was why I had to rush back home). They ignored all that as long as their beloved daughter have their support and knew that they’re there for her. Anis will share with you her experience, let her have the honour to tell you the whole nine yards. As her confidante I couldn’t be happier and can’t wait to pay her and Ahmad a visit. She will spend her confinement in her parents’ abode in Selayang.
God has his ways in testing you, blessing you and granting your wishes. All you have to do is to convey your sense of gratitude for Him endlessly, not to complain and pray for the best. He remembers you eventhough you don’t.
I’m in the state of waiting for something that I’ve longed for, and I’m talking career wise. All I do is pray for my dreams to come true as I have put all I have to it. InsyaAllah.
Till then: Drew. ——-<@
