death

One day at home, sitting on the couch beside my father, he asked me;

"Nadiah, what will you do if you know you will die in 1 month time?"

Silence,
and before i could say a word,
he answered,

"Must be, world would have no value anymore, right."

He had just heard the news of his usrah friend; a close friend of him, was diagnosed to have cancer.
And they're almost the same age.
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One day, i'll die.
Whatever i'm chasing right now, whatever what i'm planning right now,
in just a second, if Allah say it's my time, i'll die.

I'll die, even if I plead, that I am not ready.

"Bukankah ayat2 Ku telah dibacakan kepadamu, tetapi kamu selalu mendustakannya?
Mereka berkata,
'Ya Tuhan kami, kami telah dikuasai oleh kejahatan kami, dan kami adalah orang-orang yg sesat.'
'Ya Tuhan kami, keluarkanlah kami darinya (kembalikanlah kami ke dunia), jika kami masih juga kembali kepada kekafiran, sungguh kami adalah orang2 yang zalim.'
Dia (Allah) berfirman,
'Tinggallah dengan hina di dalamnya, dan janganlah kamu berbicara denganKu" 

[Al-Mu'minun : 105-108] 

T-T

And what are we doing exactly right at this moment?

There's not enough time to hate,
not even enough time to give up.

Have not death, enough, to be our motivation of living life to it's fullest?

"Live like you're dying,
and never stop trying"
Lenka

"tiada masa tuk berpangku tangan"
Shoutul Harakah

p/s : Dear Nadiah, don't whine~