Sadness

The past few weeks had been very difficult. It is still difficult. The pain is still raw. There were mixed emotions: shock, angry and sad. At times how I wish I could just curl-up and cry myself out or I would sleep and sleep until I wake up and find everything is just one hell of a nightmare.

There is no regret and I will never ask Allah why. I know He Knows best and the Most Merciful. It was heartbreaking to see the man who brought me into the world, lying helpless and was in most unimaginable pain. When the doctor told me his condition, I prayed so hard that if there was any good deed that I had done which had been accepted, please God exchange it with mercy to my father. Please take away the pain. Merciful Allah, I seek solace in the thought that he didn't suffer long.

My only regret is that I didn't get to give him a better life. Seeing him looking strong, healthy and always jolly made me took things for granted. Never once I thought he would leave us now. But as much as we love him, Allah loves him more.

To everyone reading this, I Thank You. It is not my intention to share this sadness in my life. I only ask you to learn from my mistake. For those of you who are still blessed with a mother and/or a father, please shower them with your love. Make them happy. Ask for their health. Help their problems. Give them presents. For there is no other person in this world that we owe more than our parents. We owe them our lives.

Salaam.