Frustrated and still manage to maintain sabar due to all that situation, I went home preparing for break fast. As I look back towards my damaged watch, I realized that, the watch was actually my 4th for the year. Its weird when I think that, most of my stuffs or anything that was given to me got damaged rather easily. Even my mum noticed this due to multiple times she gave stuffs to me and that stuffs didn't last for long.
I tried my hardest to take care of them but I guess I was unfortunate to have accidents happen to me involving breaking my valued belongings. At some point, I beginning to think it was a curse. Even so, my parents and siblings would usually deemed me as careless and clumsy. I know I'm not what they said I am and I tried to prove to them that I'm not but I always fail again and again. I beginning to think that the things I held practically some sort of a death timer.
Wouldnt it be good for us to know when a certain things death would be? Or is it the other way around? I guess if we did knew, we probably be under appreciate it and started to do so until the last minute. I guess it would be fine for inanimate objects. What if we knew our own life's death timer?
Like when will we die, how, what cause, why and all of those. What if we knew all that? Will we be missed? Will we be remembered? Are we satisfied of what we leave behind for future generation? Will our beloved be okay with when the time comes? It will be a completely new situation wouldn't it?
I'm sorry. I had my overthinking took over me for today and hence this post came up. Again, I'm just letting it out of my mind for awhile. Anyhow, I found this really sad iklan for the upcoming Eidulfitri. Please take a look it is really good.
Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan To All My Muslim Readers out there.
Sorry for the late posts.
Will post more later~ <3
