WISHFUL THINKING

One brightly shone afternoon
I looked out of this vary window
Wishing for the impossibly possible
I Wish I could have a better view of the sunset

I snapped these pictures using my phone cam

Admiring the huge leaves from the gigantic money plant

That would cater for huge meals
On our dining table in the kitchen (?)

I caught this image not knowing
The reason why but I did it
The little forest at the edge
Housed and fed the wild monkeys

NO matter how much I tried
The image of the clear sky is still hidden
I could only peek through those leaves
Some looking like the "tarzan's" string...

THEN
A week later, came a 10:00a.m shock
Giving us a loud scary noise
But it appeared much too small for the sound
Our fence were crushed

OH Goodness ME! Outside our fence
The huge old tree had fallen
Only a parasitical plant fell inwards
Giving way for me to see the sky!!!!!

Alhamdulillah syukur. Thanks be to Allah
Now the much needed view
Is in my sight!
I could now enjoy the sunset
Subhanallah!

Some branches from another old dead tree
Somehow tells me different story
But now I never missed to look
Oh, My wishful thinking

What a beautiful sight
To watch before I drew the blinds
Of my bedroom window
To continue my wishful thinking, Subhanallah

EARLY SUNDAY MORNING

MasyaAllah, SubhanAllah!!

The extraordinary fierce storm woke me up at 3:30a.m. I heard a loud "crash" in my sleep. But since I slept quite late (reading comments in my blog and checking emails) , I could not wake up any faster.

Apparently, the weird storm finally forced me up. I stood there by the window facing the sun-down-side, motionless, watching the fierce wind blowing those tall trees, in all directions, like "being pulled and pushed aggressively" by a "certain force". It happened just outside my bedroom window. Believe it or not?

Silently I said my prayers "so that we are spared from unforeseeable incidences, so that they do not break all the branches and come crashing away on our roofs". Had it happened, Hafiz's room would have been badly affected and would obviously get in a greater mess when the torrential fall came.

My thought was "slightly" on the right track so to say... when I looked down on the ground, I saw this huge branch was practically outside Harith's bedroom (which is directly below Hafiz's room)... It covered the whole ground and the whole length of the room. (I have not taken any pictures yet).

Alhamdulillah syukur, (Thanks Allah), Hafiz has just left while Harith together with his Mom and Dad went over to grants' house which was only 15 minutes away. They slept over and came home only in the morning. I was home with my second daughter, Zaza.

When I turned and went to look out from the opposite window, I just stood there motionless, deep down my heart continued with more prayers to Allah. All the trees nearby were continuously being blown from side to side " systematically but fiercely"... lots of leaves have fallen onto our "clean ground", filling up the tar covered spaces as well as the grass covered grounds. Our compound has just being cleared by our not-so- regular part-time gardener that came and gave the grass a good cut, swept away every little bit of them, just four days earlier.

I was scared and worried in case other taller trees break their branches and our house would not be spared...Somehow, in that darkness of the stormy morning, "something else had occurred" to my mind and my heart together with my soul went along with it... I would not have any chances, would not be spared, what more be given opportunities to say my prayer when the "FIRST SOUND" of sangkakala is blown by the "Angel Israfil" on the LAST DAY...

Alhamdulillah syukur, this time, I was still given the chance to say my prayers, to save me, to forgive me, to give me longer life, to heal all forms of sickness especially the sickness of the heart... ect., ect., ect.... "ALL ALONE". Yet not quite alone! The fierce stormy morning that was followed by heavy showers were with me. So strong was the storm, that the heavy showers were not heard at all. AND, somehow, Allah was with me! Watching over me... showing me His Great Power... SubhanAllah.

.......To see whether I have become a good Muslim or not, whether I have adhered to His Orders to be in the right path or otherwise... Oooooo, it was quite an experience that is almost impossible to explain and interpret here..........

LAILAHAILLALLAH