A funeral is an event which no one likes/wants to go... always, it depicts sadness and grieve, which in turn will make u tear, or for some-cry, or some just holding on inside...
i was abt to get ready to play soccer in the morn when my mom told me my grandma had a fall and we're going to see her...so, sorry guys(sean,hadi,zaini etc).coudlnt make it....
attending my uncle's funeral make me realise 1 thing... nothing shud be ever taken for granted.. usually, i'd jus t say that this is just a saying, but now, i realise that it really is meaningful.. and now, i really feel remorseful... i've done lots of sins in my life, and everytime i try to bring myself back again, inevetiably, i'll commit more sins... i guess its like, nothing can ever be perfect, no matter how perfect and nice life may get.. seeing my aunts and cousins tearingmade me feel sad as well, with threars rolling down my face... although i wasnt tat close to my uncle, but i noe my dad is ... cos that uncle was my dad's eldest cousin and is so called the 'big bro' of the 4 generations of my family line... it was tragic nonetheles.. and the ustaz('muslim priest) words made me realise a lot of things and i feel remorse abt them.. it was like throwing smth directly to my face or stabbing me directly into the heart... it was heart piercing,knowing that i havent been a really good samaritan of earth....
i guess crying over spilt milk is of no use.. instead, we shld use it as a stepping stone in our daily lives, and always remmber that GOD will always be watching, no matter where u are..
and i noe i cant take another blow when it comes to familyy matters and a loss of a relative..
