A story.

I had read this before, but no matter how many times I read this, I have no words to describe how I feel about it..

A Story about His Love to Her.

I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old..

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to the cashier and asked: are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The cashier counted his cash once again and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.

I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God.. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister...''

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly..

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'

Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever...

The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.

Death reminds me of LIFE.

Rest in Peace, periappa.
We got attached lately.
Sad that I did not get close to you earlier.
Still could remember the way you smiled at me.
I myself would get upset if someone did not understand what I was saying, but I wonder how you could stand when people don't get you with you not being able to speak.
I still could remember you repeating so that I could understand what you were trying to say.
I loved your will and determination to live.
I loved the way you stood so proud of me.
Thank lord for giving me one final chance to be with you right before you leave us forever.

Your demise.
Reminded me of  life.
So easily I took life for granted.
For I believed everyday is the same as I do the same thing again and again everyday.
One thing I forgot.
Fate.
I forgot that God had written everything for us.
I forgot that any moment anything could happen.
Life is not to be taken easily.
Time is not to be taken easily.

One should do everything that they have to do while they still live the second.
For the next second is not ours.
For time and death waits no man.

Rest in Peace, periappa.
May your afterlife relieve you from all your pains and restrictions.

I knew it!

I knew it! I knew this would happen!
Each time I plan something, each time I desire for something, IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN!
My bad, bad and bad luck, I could not buy XPERIA J!!! :'(

The salesgirl said that XPERIA J users complained stuffs after using it.
Then, how could I buy it, right??
So, here I am. Just bought a samsung.
Spent nearly rm800. :'(

I have to rely on my secret money and dad now! :'(
So sad.
The sadness and grief is more than the excitement of having a new hp, a new smartphone for the first time in my life!

Mood: I also don't know how to explain!

What's wrong?? +.+

If the someone is humane enough to show sympathy for someone else's loss and pain.
He or she would feel the same thing for others too.
No matter if they are from US nor Afghan.

Take me myself.
I saw a post by MISS EU about what had happened at Boston.
That was when I knew about this thing. I googled about it.
I felt bad for what happened in Boston.
I felt really bad.

But, if i never knew about what had happened at Iraq nor Afghan.
Because, of course I didn't have someone to tell me about it, nor post it on facebook.
How do you expect me to know then?
I am not so active to go and google everything.
If I saw something or heard something, only then I google it.
So, what I'm trying to say here is that,
If I knew what had happened in Iraq and Afghan,
I would indeed googled about it,
I would indeed felt bad about it.
Because, I am a HUMAN with some humane feelings.
I DO FEEL SYMPATHY!

AND I BELIEVE EVERYONE ELSE DO HAVE THE SAME FEELINGS.
It is just that people are not aware of what is happening around.
It is not like we are staying nearby and we have all the updates.
Mass media plays very important role, yea, if they don't post stuffs, how would we know then.
Then, how would feel sympathy.

So, people there who provoke that people only care about those in US. you are so wrong.
I care about those in US because they are human.
And, I would feel and care for those in Afghan and Iraq too.
Because they are HUMAN also.

Don't simply accuse people. please.

Anyway. sorry if i hurt anyone's feelings. Just sharing what I feel.

P/S: If you're reading this, I seek your help.
Let's pray for those who have left us and those who are fighting in the hospitals to recover.
May God bless all these people and their families.
It is going to be difficult, but life has to go on. May God give them the strength to go through all this.
MAKE PEACE, NO WAR! *aum ॐ*