Assalamualaikum.
Yesterday,
my primary school friend, close friend, passed away. Al- Fatihah.
I terkilan
actually. Because I know he had an accident. I know. But I don’t care.
………………..
Maybe
because recently my other close friend also got into an accident, and his
friend were circulating news that he’s in ICU,parah, ada internal injury bagai.
Tapi tak pun. He just when into ‘Wad Kecemasan dan Kritikal’.
People do
you know what is ‘Wad Kecemasan dan Kritikal’? a ward for MINOR cases, MINOR
injury. It really is not as bad as it sounds.
And when I
heard the news, I panicked. Everyone was. His mother. His gf. His friends. His
relative. But when we went to visit him the next day, we laughed. Because the
news seriously, indah kabar dari rupa. Tak kritikal langsung. He can even
walked to us when we were so blur, don’t know how to read signs and we can’t even find his room. The minute we saw him, me and Intan, laughed. out loud. Sebab
orang kritikal boleh jalan. We know we were being insensitive, even he is
not critical, he is still in pain but we just couldn’t help ourselves.
Alhamdulillah he is okay but having ‘scratches’ here and there is very
different than ‘critical’ my friend.
Sorry we
laughed at you.
So when I
received the news about Farhan’s accident, same story, critical and all, I
don’t panic. I don’t even bother to ask people about his condition. Because I thought
waw, people are going to overreact and circulate wrong info again.
And now his
gone.
I’m sorry.
I truly am.
……….
I am sorry
for sharing this shameful side of me but we all need to know, ‘know’ may not be
the right word because we all ‘know’ it, we just don’t ‘think’ about it, we
tend to forget. People die. Any time. We, no I, should start appreciate people
around me. We will never know, when they’re going to leave us, and I also don’t
know when I’m going to leave them. To leave you. Maybe in 20 years time, maybe
next year, next month, tomorrow, or maybe after I finish writing this post. I will
never know. You will never know. Allah the Almighty is the one who knows. If He says the time is up, the time is up. Fullstop. No negotiating.
It got me
thinking, how I want to die? How I want people to remember me?
I am still
alive. Alhamdulillah. Allah still wants me to change, fix, or improve myself. And what am I still doing with my life? Did I use
the chance given by HIM appropriately?
Not everyone
get second chance.
AthirahFauzi : I think people need to stop making fake or exaggerate stories.
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