glimpse of the past.

in the name of Allah

peace be upon Muhammad

just as I’m about to completely trash all the memories that doesn’t need to be cherished, I was reminded by Him through someone close enough. why? that was the main reason I want to know right now. I couldn’t even understand the secrets beneath (well, maybe sometime from now on hopefully ~). yet again, it was the same problem, same tragic ending, same sequences but by different people involved, different motives and different words. what makes it more complicated is that they’re now in a condition where everything was taken more seriously than ever. and in addition to that, to make things worst, they do have exams right now. 

hope she can stand back on her own soon enough.

O Allah, save her from Your Hellfire. Bless her with Your Mercy.

Hold her heart so that it won’t again slip away like before.

Bestow upon her for the better in everything. in Everything. I know You would.

and also Allah, grant her wisdom and patience for her next steps till she meets You.

O Lord, am I that lucky to have experienced this earlier? I think I’m not. it’s just a part of my black history. but albeit it’s black, there’s lotsa lessons You sent for me through those sequences of events.

and my dear dear dear sister, you’re not the one to be blame nor the other side. things just happen. and everyone has to take responsibility. the words just came out before they could realize coz emotions > logical thinking. and I really am confident enough to say that there will be zillions of regret that at the end, sorry seems to be the hardest word.

ahh I really want to forget this story of mine. really.

and He knows best.

wallahua’alam.