Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Bismillaah,

hmm. . .
I dont know what im going to write about. Dont have any sense yet. .crap! But i'll try. . . .mmm. .Maybe i will start with the days ive passed these lately. Here i go. . .
Sometimes, when i see many simple things, i feel such a mess. Wanna cry n wanna smile at one time. Yesterday, when i went to a public health clinic near my house, i saw some touchy views. i saw some old men, theyre about 65-75 maybe. One of them, is an old 75s granpa. When the nurse asked him what he was feeling, he noted. ."my stomach is aching" Then the nurse said, "Do u still get a work?". He replied "Of course, if not, where i would get my money from, then??" It was heard so painful to my ears n drop into my heart so bad. He was just too old to think about living cost, eating fee, etc. Where r his fams?? his children?? He even could not walk well, he needed a stick to hold his old body. I feel so bad about him. . .
i imagined if He were my own parents, if they were as old as him, that must be a very hurting story. . .i wouldnt ever let them hang on their own feets. . inshaaAllaah.
Then i saw some other old men. He just sat on a bench, he smiled softly. I imagined how he looked like when he was a young man. He looked so peaceful..He was smiling to a lil boy running around near him. .


Seemed like i wanna hug all those old men, old people. Wanna make smile on their faces. Wanna make them enjoy their old lives happily. . .no nid to worry about care, love, and all the living cost . . . .they absolutely should not worry about.
i we you. . we will be old like them too one day, so dont treat them like theire ppl who we didnt need anymore. . .they r human, as we r. . .


love,
mh_