...I sat in front of the TV last night, watching people around the world celebrate the life of Michael Jackson. Yes, I cried, a bit, every now and then, it just wasn't possible not to shed any tear, coz the memorial was so overwhelming.
Throughout my life, I have lost people dear to me. It became easier when I started to accept that death is part of us and that it is bound to happen anyway, and that the best way to make the life that used to be mean anything is just to "redha", and reminisce the good times, the priceless good times. And I also learnt that we must love the best we can, while we can, it's not something to procrastinate.
I say a prayer to all the blessed souls that are no longer with me, I was blessed that I was ever in their lives and they in mine, alhamdulillah... And I also say syukur for all the people I still have with me now, alhamdulillah... Life is fragile, and precious, and that is why we must celebrate it everyday that we live it.
I will always remember Michael Jackson... :)
3 comments:
Ok, I cried too. He was to me this soft spoken person who didn't know how to deal with his fame. It must have been difficult for him to be under constant spotlight of the world and for that I pity him tremendously. There were times masa dulu when I felt like taking his hand and bawak lari from all this madness ha ha ha. No I wasn't really a fan but I was so sympathetic of his situation. WHen he died I was overwhelmed with sadness. I prayed he died a muslim.
well, according to my dad, he probably (probably being the operative word) died a "clean" muslim sebab since he converted, dia tak sempat buat dosa... we don't know. but it's a nice thought knowing that he'd have a chance straight to heaven, huh?
hi wiz, tess,
sorry lambat reply... well, only god knows everything, kan? his memorial pun didn't show how he was buried, so, we just pray that he died a muslim lah kan...
Post a Comment