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a close relative passed away in Mecca recently.
it's a strange feeling, really.
no body, no solat jenazah, no last goodbyes.
not even a marked grave.
it's like someone going away, never to return.
because the only proof of death is through the trust of another man's words.
yet, you take comfort in the fact that he is in good company.
in the land of the Prophet, the sacred land of Tanah Suci.
and there's something about seeing the tears of your own mother that's so heart-wrenching.
though the reasons are purely sentimental, you can't help but feel shocked to the core.
we are so fragile.
we are only human.
Dari Allah kita datang
dan kepada-Nya kita kembali
Al-Fatihah to all dearly departed.
o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
it's a strange feeling, really.
no body, no solat jenazah, no last goodbyes.
not even a marked grave.
it's like someone going away, never to return.
because the only proof of death is through the trust of another man's words.
yet, you take comfort in the fact that he is in good company.
in the land of the Prophet, the sacred land of Tanah Suci.
and there's something about seeing the tears of your own mother that's so heart-wrenching.
though the reasons are purely sentimental, you can't help but feel shocked to the core.
we are so fragile.
we are only human.
Dari Allah kita datang
dan kepada-Nya kita kembali
Al-Fatihah to all dearly departed.