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#611 Truth and Reality

Truth and reality.

Comes both hand in hand. Bitter? Yes. 

When everything seems to be so bright,
Never forget how darkness will prevail.
Losing somebody who knows your passion
And the depth of your soul, is also equivalent losing part of your own soul.

But It depends on how meaningful the person is to you. I lost another light. He was a dear brother, good friend and mentor to me when I had nothing in Life.

Death is an awakening and Life is a gift.

I lose parts of myself again, but the longing just to be whole is screaming.

I believe in the higher purpose, and in this Dunya, for better and worse. Our journey to find Home, is different yet somehow is the same. We strive to be better and make better choices, no matter how many times we may have failed, mocked upon or ridiculed by others. We learn the meaning of sincerity to ourselves and having a vision in Life is important.

Our Creator, The Almighty and Omniscient has designed each and every of us a timeline of souls/relationships that we will meet and built which will lasted ETERNITY. Some of it is purposely created to mould us into a beautiful butterfly and cherished forever. 

I choose to see the good in others, no matter how badly they had treated me. I choose the way on how people want to remember me by always saying good things, making them smile or backing away from unnecessary drama. I choose to see the highest peak of goodness in all the bad things and challenges that The Lord has given me. I accepted that to enter Jannah comes with a real Test for pious and strong souls. I choose to do good, be good and always stay good, no matter how foolish it may sounded like. 

I choose to open my eyes everyday and help people smile or make them feel warm inside. I choose to be the light in depths of darkness. I choose to be somebody and someone useful in my lifetime, to other human beings that I met.

To my dear friend Saufi Aiman Yahya.

Your legacy lives on. No matter where I go, whoever I'm close with, I will never get tired of telling your stories and struggle in your dreams. You flew high and transcended to the Heavens now. I'm proud of being your friend and knowing you in your Lifetime.

See you again on the other side.

Al Fatihah.Rest well. Sleep tight. 

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