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Female.20ish and in denial :P. Fonds of food, travel, nature, sports, cute babies. Love family and best friends unconditionally.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Cycle of life

In less than three weeks, my best friend is going to get married. We first knew each other when we were 13 and we became close since then. We shared almost the same interests; from sports to boys. Back then, it never occurred to me that she was the first among us to settle down due to her background. Being the eldest children of a pious parents, she had to live within the family's respective name and her social life was never a freedom. I had never heard of her getting involved in a serious relationship with any boys during high school. Yet, it is her who is getting married at the end of this month with a man whom she loves dearly. Life is unpredictable, isn't it ?
Whatever it is, i am truly happy for her and i can't wait for the wedding ceremony!

In addition to the dozens ( ok..it might sounds exaggerating but there are lots of them)of wedding cards that my parents received, i am also expecting 4 nephews/nieces and 1 cousin this year. isn't that many? Habislah raya next year, i'll be kopak :( . How i wish i were still a child. Then i can collect a lot of duit raya..hehehe.

While there are a lot of new births, there are also deaths. I was taught that both are predetermined by God. One brings happiness while the same is not true for the other. Last week, my younger sister had just lost her childhood friend to brain cancer. Her friend was 17 , and she did not know that she had brain cancer until it was too late. The incident reminded me of my friend, who died from motor accident. He was 17 back then. It was the first day of SPM's Oral Test and i was shocked to find out that i had just lost my friend on that very fine day. What saddened me more was the fact that i could not attend his burial ceremony and saw him for the very last time. We had actually met 2 weeks before he died but i could not recognized him . He was smiling all the way from afar and my forever regret would be not returning his smile and recognizing that it was him who was smiling at me. Alike my sister's friend, he also died at a very young age. It made me wonder sometimes, if i were chosen to face God, will i be ready? Will i have all the necessities to face the malaikats? Will i be placed with the chosen ones/ orang2 beriman? Ya Allah..lead me the way...

posted at 1:15 PM