Yesterday midnight I was blasting lagu rayas from my Creative Zen when Beg Mal burst in excitedly into the room, talking on his hp. Beckoning me to lower down the volume, only then it dawned on me that he was on a trunk call with my dad in Mekah.
Bless him, I spoke to Ayah and his voice was tinged with emotion as he heard my voice for the first time in weeks. It's only then that he told me in Mekah it's just been announced that Syawal has arrived, and they're celebrating Aidilfitri one day early, and I could hear the laungan takbir of the masjid in the background. Having experienced Aidilfitri in Mekah once, I could well imagine the atmosphere and emotions my parents were feeling. He was telling me that he was feeling sayu without the presence of his anaks and cucus. Ahhh...
So I sent an sms to Ayah and Ibu wishing them Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Alhamdulillah dapat bertemu Aidilfitri pat Mekah and I woke this up this morning to receive a heart-wrenching sms from Ibu saying that she misses us all so much and that she terbayang² our faces, and that that she was gonna solat Aidilfitri soon. An hour or so later, I received a call from Ibu and a wave of emotion washed over me as I heard Ibu sounding happy and yet at the same time she was cryin saying she's sedih because it's already raya over there and her children are not around to be with her. It really struck me then how much children mean to parents. Despite their children all being adults, and at 22 I'm the youngest, they still see us as their babies, especially to mothers.
I really miss my parents.
Bless him, I spoke to Ayah and his voice was tinged with emotion as he heard my voice for the first time in weeks. It's only then that he told me in Mekah it's just been announced that Syawal has arrived, and they're celebrating Aidilfitri one day early, and I could hear the laungan takbir of the masjid in the background. Having experienced Aidilfitri in Mekah once, I could well imagine the atmosphere and emotions my parents were feeling. He was telling me that he was feeling sayu without the presence of his anaks and cucus. Ahhh...
So I sent an sms to Ayah and Ibu wishing them Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Alhamdulillah dapat bertemu Aidilfitri pat Mekah and I woke this up this morning to receive a heart-wrenching sms from Ibu saying that she misses us all so much and that she terbayang² our faces, and that that she was gonna solat Aidilfitri soon. An hour or so later, I received a call from Ibu and a wave of emotion washed over me as I heard Ibu sounding happy and yet at the same time she was cryin saying she's sedih because it's already raya over there and her children are not around to be with her. It really struck me then how much children mean to parents. Despite their children all being adults, and at 22 I'm the youngest, they still see us as their babies, especially to mothers.
I really miss my parents.
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