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.Saturday, October 13, 2007 ' 00:16 Y
you used to be the reason, for my smile.you still are.

the sounds of the takbir just now brought all the celebratory mood to a sudden halt.
i felt my tears dwell and slowly it dripped in accelerating motion.
as i continued my prayers, i recalled memories of the ones whom i've lost this year, and the ones whom i've lost in the years before.

i turned to look at my mum, whose tears had already drenched her face totally.
this has became a yearly tradition since she lost her mum on the morning of Raya, just as the takbir was heard. like her, i missed the grandmother i never got the chance to meet.

i took time to reflect on what happened last year during raya..and i recalled something which i totally regretted doing. and now, i missed the chance to apologise or to rectify that miscommunication. i'm sorry.









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