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Dying is not fun

Death. 

It is never fun to talk about death. Talking about it immediately saps you away from your enjoyment, or whatever you think that you did that is worth living for. 

I attended my first funeral today. She was not related to me but may Allah bless her soul for being the reason to awaken my dormant heart. I have felt nothing, until now. 

She was 26, and were just recently married, last January they said. She was on her way back from her driving lessons, and the van she was in were overturned in that accident. I saw the van earlier that evening, and it shocked me to know that the person involved were living just a few houses from my host's house. 

I am almost 24, and the girl who died were almost the same age as me, and she were just recently married. Her death shook me, even more than the death of the famous people who were claimed to have the kind of death that enlightens people. I never felt this way about death, and I guess it shook my core simply because I have felt that the funeral were almost intended for my remembrance, that I am not going to escape death, that I will too, die. 

But it is still not too late, as I have always told myself, I am still alive, hence I can still make the best of my remaining life. 



Ahamdulillah for the remembrance. 

May Allah bless her soul. Ameen. 

This really scares me. I really can't afford to sin intentionally. 


For those who are still delaying their prayers,

For those who are still mooning over non beneficial things that did nothing to remind us of our end, 

For those who are still imagining how their wedding should be, 

For those who are still spending aimlessly to follow the latest trend, 

For those who still say hurtful words,

For those who thinks that they will surely live the next day,

This post is for you, me, us. 


Dying is not a fun topic, but remembering it will surely make us think on how to make the best out of our life, so that all we would think about each and every second is how to be a better Muslim, and to be the people of taqwa (muttaqin), who will surely end in Jannah inshaAllah. 

"Suka hati akulah nak hidup macam mana. Kubur asing-asing!"

Fine, but I'm writing this not to condemn, but to remind, so that none of us will be spared from this remembrance, and it is better to regret now than regret later when your eyes are open and you're facing Munkar and Nakir because you won't be able to do anything about it. Your destiny, eternal resting place, will depend on what you did all your life. 

We will die the way we lived. 


May Allah grant us the best endings. Ameen. 




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  1. MoonJune 10, 2014 at 12:24 AM

    the best remembrance
    may Allah showers you because of this post

    keep writing sis :)

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  2. UnknownJune 14, 2014 at 7:54 PM

    dan dia anak sedara kepada istri pak cik saya

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