one after one, we heard of fathers, husbands, family members acting out of their sane mind, hurting the people they love...how can these people who seemed normal on the outside, but mentally unstable inside..? how hard is life? is it genetics? where is faith? ..and what about those who depend on them? vulnerable..
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writing about one's own life is always much easier than writing about other people's needs..we can be honest, or we can justify everything according to our own logic and method of thinking..
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10 more days of fasting?..oh, time flies by so quickly. As a child, I would probably visited the kitchen for the umpteenth time to see how is the progress of Mom's cooking, and 'sniff and whiff' the delicious aroma, or even just to take a peek of it under the tudung saji. Or sat in front of the tv and watch the kuih raya cooking show and wishing I could taste it as well. One of the fond memories I have during my childhood is how I love to look at the recipe books, especially the ones with large, colourful pictures of the dish in them, and sat down comfortably on the sofa with my little brother while waiting for iftar, and turning page after page looking at the pictures. Hence, there would be a chorus of "Nak!" to the pictures of dishes that looks delicious and tempting and "Tak Nak!" to those of the opposite. It was so fun doing that at that time.. :)
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