Tuesday 19 February 2019

Forever's Not Our Thing

23:06:00
I was reading Tujuh Tahun Tujuh Hari that I just bought from the Lejen bookstore across the street after dinner earlier in the dimlight until I received his text at around 1am.

"Maleen, you still up?"

After a long, long, time, I say.

"Yeah, why?"

He sent me a picture of him watching The Fault In Our Stars on a laptop. 

"I was watching this and it reminds me of you."

"Did you finish reading the book?"

"Yeah, that's why I'm watching the movie now. Aaaand, you would always say 'maybe "okay" will be our always' since we always end our conversation like that. I just realised that it was part of script!"

It was awkward for me for him to actually do these throwbacks because I don't know a proper way to react to it. 

"Glad to know that you still remember me, S"

"No, thank you for existing, Maleen :") "

I told Amir about it because I need the gushing memories to stop. He said, "I guess we do mean something at least to someone after all. Even if things didn’t end up like how we wanted to"

"But I never thought that he would remember."

"The thing about emotions is, we kinda always do remember them. Kinda. Because in some cases, the memory is a bit fuzzy probably because the emotions are too overwhelming to the point that our brain just suppressed that memory so we only get fragments of it. But genuine and honest emotions, we always remembered them. "

Here is the thing about Amir. He tends to try his best to put his feet in my shoes and have a genuine conversation about life and its weird whereabouts. I am grateful to have him. However, from the text, it is an obvious sign that the feelings I felt in the past still remain fresh and locked both in my mind and heart. The interaction may be strictly plutonic, but I couldn't help myself from overthink and stop the feelings flow, and I was being unfair towards my kind and patient partner. Before S could pop up in the notifications bar with another reply, I quickly texted Amir, 

"I feel sleepy. Can we sleep now, please, love?"

I shed a tear or two before dozing off last night, but turning back is never an option, because forever's not our thing anyway. 

Xx,
M.

Thursday 7 February 2019

Rezeki

09:34:00
I just wished Amir goodnight before writing this. It is a rare occasion for him to sign off before me, but there are days when we are extra tired than usual, and he will be working tomorrow anyways. No matter how late he sleeps, he will always be the first to wake me up.

It has been a month after my last post and I have always missed this space. I wanted to deliver good, read-worthy content to all of you so that you can learn a thing or two from me and count it as a form of sedekah as I share good teachings and examples. Then again, I realise that the biggest lessons that we will learn are always fresh from the streets and experiences, so I hope that all of you can learn from my experiences as much as I do too.

About a fortnight ago, I was having dinner with Amir. It has been a habit for the both of us to talk about a lot of things and I like to listen to his thoughts since he lives in a different environment and circle that I am, so I get to see his views in a different dimension. I couldn't remember the start of the whole conversation, but I remember asking him, "What do you think about beggars around KL?"

"My mom always say that you have to be sincere yourself to give before questioning their sincerity to receive. Speaking about that, I remembered one time, a beggar came up to me selling tissues. I gave him RM1, but soon after, the beggar threw the RM1 away right in front of my eyes as if the RM1 didn't mean anything to him at all. "

I gasped. I didn't know beggars can be that cocky.

He continued, "I know that RM1 couldn't cover the cost of him buying the tissues, but imagine this, one decent meal at KL may cost RM5. If everyone gives him RM1, he just needs to sell 5 tissues. Still, it's something. However, seeing that does make me lose my faith towards humanity though".

The value of money always beats kindness and sincerity, but I didn't know that it has come to that extent where we don't value the gift of people. What if the RM1 is all that Amir got at that time and he decided to give it all to the beggar instead so that he could spare some cash for food? Sincerity is someone's right for him to keep it all between himself and God, but we have failed to appreciate the rezeki that He has given us. A person could be short of that RM1 to buy milk for his child, and he had no other choice but to put it back at the rack at the exact same time he threw the RM1 to the ground.

"And which blessings of Him that you deny?",  as Allah repeatedly remind us in Surah Ar-Rahman.

As a giver, however, we should not stop giving. My teacher always remind me many times that there is someone else's rezeki is ours, hence we should not hesitate to give their rights. No matter whatever their intention is when they receive our gifts, but our intentions must be sincere, Lillahitaala at the first place, and hoping that God will replace it with more rezeki, in any form. A good health is rezeki, a supportive family is rezeki, a good circle of friends is rezeki, a loving partner is rezeki, good grades is rezeki, the ability for you to have a roof on your head and eat for the day is rezeki, the skills that you are gifted with is rezeki, the happiness that you feel is rezeki, the peace that you enjoy is also rezeki. Everything that happens around you and whatever you get is always, always a rezeki and blessings from God. You may be tested sometimes, but even with the tests comes with rezeki in forms of options and solutions to help you go through the problems that you may face.

"You know, I had restored my faith in humanity when I met you", Amir said during one of our conversations.

I hope that I am a form of rezeki and blessing to him too (I bully him a lot).

Xx,
M.