" A Small World "

" Life is so Small " even you never thoughts what's going to be happened to you or maybe peoples surrounding you. Last night; my sister called & informed me that " akak Timah's " husband ( abang Zakaria ) just passed away at 19:30 (akak Timah is my cousin); my late father (Abdul Ghani Ahmad) is the youngest & also siblings to " akak Timah's " father ( i called  " Pak Long Ya " in fact; in my real life i never seen all my uncles except the late my beloved auntie i called her " Makcik Rahmah " because of huge age margins). Furthermore, " akak Timah's " daughter (Hafiza or Kak Chik) is my ex-classmate during primary school. It was a tough day and maybe the whole life chapter to my cousins & her daughter. Anyway; as a moslem we should take this as a path of our life journey ( " qadak & qadar " =  fate ). One day for sure, every one of us will face their fate & destiny. The death will come to us definitely....!. " al-fathihah " to the late " abang Zakaria " &  with deepest sympathies and heartfelt condolences to the whole family.

  

Anyway; i went to " akak Timah " house a little bit late...but still i've managed to be there before " Solat Jenazah ". Since i'm alone...(my sister, sister-in-law, brother-in-law & elder brother already there)....so i've decided to see " arwah " during " mandian jenazah ". I just be there; keep myself silent; thinking & thinking what's going to be happened to me........?! Subhanallah ...!

While i'm still thinking a bit too far from my world of imaginations, my naked eyes coincidentally spotted Muazam Hadi 

in front of the house.....( a friend of mine at Infineon Kulim  )

; he's also attending while sitting next to my relatives....(actually i also not very sure who is my relative because they are too old for me & i was not in their generations; it was hard for me to acknowledge them but i've always put my sincere smiling to them so at least they keep asking who's this guy....hahahahaha)....but for sure they are my relatives a " true-blood " of my grandfather & grandmother; " Tok Wan Ahmad " & " Tok Timah ". Wondering why Hadi also there....so i stepped towards him from the back. Then the conversations begin; " Aik Hadi ....apa ko buat kat sini...? " Then, Hadi replied: " Aku follow tok wan aku, ada kena mengena ...adik- beradik jugak " haha sound interesting....to be honest I told Hadi that " arwah's " daughter is my schoolmate & also her mother is my cousin. So now, i still not clear ....then he fingered towards his grandad @ " Tok Wan " who is sitting next to me wearing  white " kopiah ". At this moment, i've no idea who is the veteran man that i might start talking in a sec.....Once in a moment, i asked the veteran: " Pak cik nama apa & apa kaitan dengan akak timah...? "  After that the veteran man answered my questions...blabla...bla..blaa...:) (his name " Mohd Noor " ....i guest the spelling was correct; please correct me Hadi if you read this blog ) & questioned me back..." Anak siapa ? " ...By all means of course " anak Paksu Ani " i replied proudly. Then the veteran smiled already....." hah tu abang Jamen hang...& kak Umi hang ".....then i noticed that the veteran really knows my brothers & sisters very well except me.... ;( & of course i am the " bongsu " who's gap between all his siblings +> 10 years....After that i'm get used to it...Afterwards, the veteran ask the very world famous questions to me...." Hang dah kawen ka blom ? ". " alamak ni soalan yang aku lemah ni (the veteran asking whether i already got married or not? )....apasal orang tua ni tanya...? " I said to him ; not yet ! The veteran spontaneous replied : " haaa....eloklah tu hang bleh geng dengan Hadi...." ...... Then both of us were smiling ...;-). 

Actually, the veteran are my cousins too but i didn't know about that because once you have become me....the whole big family became wider & starting to lose the purity of roots of relationship unless we the whole big family trying to grow & protect the very small/young twigs or branches from a big storms. Well i think, Hadi and I should considered this blessing meeting as an odd methods of becoming from an ordinary working colleagues to a close friend's relative. Imagine ; after 3 years working with the same company & together both of us having the same OJT in Regensburg, today we knew that both of us are close relative. I repeat; Hadi & I are no longer ordinary friends but they are close relative because we have the same roots that is " Ahmad bin Akil = Tok Wan Ahmad " & " Fatimah = Tok Timah ". For me it's still simple but for Hadi, both of them becoming a grandgrandgrandad or great grand parent i guest...Sighhhh....A human world is so complicated by their own creations but Allah has make it so simple without any flaws. Allah is really GREAT ! Thank You Allah !

Since we have a big family; for sure things like this you can't predicted to be happened in such a unique way. Why it's so unique ? This is the story of " A Small World " by just a second it's changed everythings; the old version to the same generation. 

Anyway; before i ending up this odd stories , let us contribute " Al-Fatihah " to Hafiza's father. 

Amin. 

Songs by Zain Bhikha: " Sabr & Shukr "

" There was so much on my mind in my bed i lay;

I turned to my side and I heard a voice say

Stop all your whinning, heart rates declining

You've got so much more than most 

Look how you're sleeping, how much you've eaten

Don't you know that you're supposed to say 

Sabr & Shukr are wonderful things 

The praises to Allah we should always sing

when things go right it's from Him not me

And when they are wrong, we get through patiently

I got out of bed, began to walk

Bumped into some folks and we started to talk

Did you hear about the killing, the bloodshed the stealing 

The grass got burned on the other side

Soldiers are coming, people are running

All that's left is the orphan child

I opened my eyes and began to see 

Everything that's happening around me

What seemed half empty now seems so full

There's no use crying over what's been spilled

While babies are dying, mothers are crying

Their containers have never even been filled

Inn Allah ha, Ma As Saabireen

I opened my eyes, began to see

Everything that's happening around me "