Thinking on how much our parents have invested towards us since we were born is always full of tangible explanations. We deem that it is the responsibility of our father and mother to support our daily meal, shelter and clothes but in reality it is the other way round. We are the ones who are supposed to be responsible for our own beings and with that in mind, it is always our filial duties to contribute as much as possible, either financially or physically to our parents who have tirelessly raised us up to the state we are of today.
In all cases, we all grow up unnoticed of the fact that when we were still infants and children, all we could think of was playing all day round, mingling with other children that we all consider friends. But as we grew older, we did not longer do what we used to when we were young. Yup, it is life and that is how it works.
We never thought that life was so short until we loss someone that we dear so much. When the sad moment prevails, we can only recall lapses of wonderful moment that we used to experience. Again, that is life. We can never guarantee when is the high and low phases of our life might be at, and yet we could only remember the good moments since humans don't like to be at their rock bottom at any stage of the lives.
Recalling my life so far, it is nothing but full of surprises. Yes, there are certain ups and lows that I used to encounter but those are what keeps me strong for all the time. The good moments of travelling together with the family to several countries (Which I will post more in the upcoming months, latest by October 2017) and going to many eateries and festivities in the country have brought a long lasting memory to myself simply because I loved every single moment of it. If I were to list more, it would be endless. To my surprise, when I look at the old pictures, it seems that all the good memories suddenly get rekindled in an instant because I did not remember much when I was 2-8 years old. I mean who could remember everything at such age?
The sad moment of going to residential school and not getting the scholarships that I always wanted were even more impactful because it had shaped to whom I am today. For that reason, I hope that I can sweep this sad moment under the carpet of internal memories so that I can recall only when I need it at the most important times.
One side note; You could never be wrong with your family, and for that I keep sticking to the fact that we can always support and believe each other because families are meant to be as one. We may not agree on certain things in life but in the end, we will still be seeing each other when we eat, celebrate our festivities and when we cheer and console over certain affairs that have been part of our lives.
Soon, we will be heading to 2017 and I would be a year older and that means one year closer to DEATH (as all Muslims believe). So, in the remaining times, I just hope that I could utilise my time and ensure that every single second is not wasted for nothing. I just want to make good memories with myself, families, friends and the people around me. Because I believe life is like a box full of chocolate, and you may never know what kind of chocolates that you will get.
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